I know this life isn't an easy ride

It takes more than bad luck to break my stride

It's the passion and desire that adds fuel to the fire in my chest

And I won't rest

Although I don't know what lies ahead

I still define progress the days I pull myself out of bed

I should have known that the winds would have shifted

In an opposite direction and the feelings we had drifted apart

Some things are just out of our control

I think I finally understand the reasons

For the changing of the seasons

Letting everything fall to make way for the new

It's not the surface that matters, but the roots that I grew