You asked,
If I want to go out with you.
You didn't ask,
Where.
Where are you going?
lead roads,
which we choose
Before we learn
To realize them?
Will they be steep,
or mild,
If the stones fall
We're on our feet.
or alone
We'll put them down.
On your way?
Problems
They don't ask for permission.
They come like boulders
And they teach us that sometimes
You can't decision on until you're
I won't effort to decision them.
And sometimes you gotta understand,
that not all stone
It's to defeat him.
I don't know.
whether the common road
It leads to its destination.
Maybe the target
is just the name we're broadcasting
Your own fear of error.
But I know you can
walk beside each another and never
not meet for real.
You can lose your way,
And yet find
Your man.
So you're asking,
Do I want to go out with you?
Yeah.
Not due to the fact that I know the way,
But therefore,
I'd like to check,
What we will become,
When we halt asking,
Where we go, and we start going.
