"Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be." Will I be rich?" When I was just a little boy, I asked my mother, "What will I be? Will I be pretty?

Please don't go crazy, if I tell you the truth, No you don't know what happened, and you never, will, If you don't listen to me while I talk to the wall, This blanket is freezing, its been out in the hall, Where you fight me for hours, 'til I'm sure what

Redefine yourself See it in your mind This is all a game This is my fortune Well I see, because this is my window Your questions, with every move I make So much time, I filled up with answers To why my feet, will always hold their ground Need to be the

What you want me to I could never be You pulled me under To save yourself (Save yourself) You will never see What's inside of me I pulled you under just to save myself It's caving in around me

But I won't deny I love you helpless In the dawning light I found you breathless And I will be yours (wona, (?)) You don't wanna turn away this time Then why don't you take a different line Don't have to be cruel to be kind You don't have to lose your

Hand over your will and then you'll see Now get on your knees and worship me On your knees Can't you see I feel your pain? I've got Jesus running through my veins In this hopeless life that's turned on you Give yourself to me, I'll help you through

Exodus is yours, love Let the midnight sun disappear Let me be the one to take you there And Heaven could be yours, love I will be the one whos there, who'll always be there To drink the river flowing from your eyes You don't have to worry at all She

Just to be the one You call in When you're lost to yourself I will understand you I will serve you well I'll suffer when you leave me Stand out in parallel And I will recognize you I will raise an army

And make them gold We will take the best parts of ourselves We are made up of our mistakes We are falling but not alone We are made of the smallest stars We are breathing and letting go Where to fall To stop us falling out of phase Can you tell me what

Pounding the world like a battering ram Forging the furnace for the final grand slam Chopping away at the source soon the course will be done Leaving a trail of destruction that's second to none Hammering anvils straining muscle and might Shattering