Writing over the sign you wrote
Because its this way
This way that I want to walk


Writing over the sign that you made
Because its this way.

This way that I believe

Little blue, a quiet mood

I see a boundary along the street
You came up to me with a smiley face
I said boy, your going to walk by yourself


Wondering who sail up to the sky
So tired that I fall asleep

If waking up the street that nobody knows
Then I seer decision of the black well mole


Where the soldier learns
Because its this way,
This way that I believe


Where you dont find a way
Because its this way.

This way that I believe.

Even the wolf

Looks for someone to talk
We only thought it was his own safe
Or its a truce

its missing an after all
Something more
Something more

Something more from the night

Writing over the sign you made

Because its this way,
this way
that I want to go


Writing over the sign that you made.
Because its this way.

This way that I believe.

Writing over the sign you know

Because its this way.
This way that I believe
Because its this way.

This way that I believe
Because its this way.
This way that I believe