As long as I've got the nerve
To love the time that's passing
Whether it's mine or it's yours
What'll come, what'll come
I describe my path, not thinking, not thinking
In my joys, in my sorrows, in my choices, in my tears
At best, we write our path the way we heal ourselves
To love without distinction
Under the quicksand of a collapsing past
I cling to those I love
Let's take care of every second
The hours will take care of themselves
What'll come, what'll come
I describe my path, not thinking, not thinking
What'll come, what'll come
If I get lost it's because I've already found myself and I know
Since we're here without knowing
What awaits us a bit later
Let my instinct speak, heal me
Since all this is far too short
I'll love 'til my last day
Until my last breath of life
What'll come, what'll come
How far I'll go, I don't know
Not thinking, not thinking
Without thinking about tomorrow
What'll come, what'll come
If I get lost it's because I've already found myself and I know
What'll come, what'll come
If I get lost it's because I've already found myself and I know
If I get lost it's because I've already found myself and I know