Do you rely on destiny As a god planning in advance? Or do you believe in your own power And hope for a bit of chance?
Do you think some people Are born to succeed, others cursed to faith? Or would you rather believe That you are the writer of your fate?
Are we hitch-hikers on an endless road Choosing where to stop and which path to go? In that case I want you to grab my hand And we will no longer have to walk I promise we will flow
Do you think confrontation pop up Like a test for you to pass? Or do you see them as things to avoid And stick to the green grass?