this road is anything but simple
twisted like a riddle I've seen high and I've seen low
so loud, the voices of all my doubts
telling me to give up, to pack up and leave town
even so, I had to believe
impossible means nothing to me
twisted like a riddle I've seen high and I've seen low
so loud, the voices of all my doubts
telling me to give up, to pack up and leave town
even so, I had to believe
impossible means nothing to me
