I know this life isn't an easy ride
It takes more than bad luck to break my stride
It's the passion and desire that adds fuel to the fire in my chest
And I won't rest
Although I don't know what lies ahead
I still define progress the days I pull myself out of bed

I should have known that the winds would have shifted
In an opposite direction and the feelings we had drifted apart
Some things are just out of our control

I think I finally understand the reasons
For the changing of the seasons
Letting everything fall to make way for the new
It's not the surface that matters, but the roots that I grew