Walk Your Own Way - Anna Ternheim

Your father never saw you as a young boy

Passed on all his sadness

We all have a debt to pay

You can blame someone else for all your sorrows

Until the bloodline ends

Now the future is in your hands

You waited half a lifetime to be saved

Leaning over your father’s grave

Waiting for a whisper, words he could never say

Today could be the day

Today could be the day

You walk your own way

You walk your own way

You never get your apologies, my friend

Some of us are blessed by the Gods

Some do the best they can

The dead won’t hear you

And the living can’t explain

Why we paint our lives in blood

When all we want is kindness and love

You waited half a lifetime to be saved

Leaning over your father’s grave

Waiting for a whisper, words he could never say

Today could be the day

Today could be the day

Today could be the day

You walk your own way

You walk your own way

You walk your own way