Back than,
I didn't know which way to go.
What would I count on?
The road less travelled or the one I already knew?
I was afraid of climbing, more afraid of the risk of falling
But now I know which way to go.
And no, I'm not travelling alone.
I got your heart in mine, your hand in my hand,
and you can bet I'm holding you close.
Wherever we go.
The road yet unknown