in the end

Come with me
And we can see
All the places we want to be
All the things to make us free

In our soul
There's been a draft it's gotten cold
In this hole
We been scratching around
Been being told
But our soul
Knows no boundaries no young and old

Eventually
We all end up where we are suppose to be
Walking paths picked out for you and me

In the end
Was it all a dream
Was it all pretend
I made it through
With the love you send
In the end