I was taught to live right, never ran from a fight ,stood my ground no matter the cost
always gave when I could, thought I understood but these days I'm a little bit lost
sometimes it's not the path that you walk it's how you step on the stones
I don't care for the rain, I'll take any sunny day and make the best of each lesson I learn. but the world's ever turning and despite all my learning , it's the bumps and bruises I earn
sometimes it's not the path that you walk it's how you step on the stones
I spend my times a chasing, sometimes just erasing the memories of my time alone, I curse everyday cause I can't find the way and the path is so over grown
sometimes it's not the path that you walk it's how you step on the stones
it's how you step on the stones
it's always, how you step on the stones