One Last Time - Blitzkrieg

We all have fates, it’s our destiny

It isn’t simple, or plain to see

We make the choices that build

Our lives, can I still do what’s expected

Of me?

Our fate is drawn like moths

To the flame, take my hand and we’ll

Go there again, our lives will fly, till

We cast it aside, one last time

We ride this road, which path should

We take?

Our hoes and dreams

All worn on a sleeve, if you could go back

And start again, would you do it, so

Differently?

I tread the paths that I once

Knew so well, I can’t believe just how much

It has changed, I have retuned to the

Place of my youth, one last time

I’m here, I’m there, I love, I’m me

We live, we breath, we touch, we see