Lyrics

While the best things in life are free
They’ll come at a price you’ll see
When you follow the road
Your own winding road

Life with all it’s sticks and stones
Will curse you or make you whole
Follow the road
Your own winding road

Oh this is the time
To gather all the promise of the day and make the climb

And all of whats hidden in you
Is all you need to carry you through
Follow the road
Your own winding road

Oh this is the time
To gather all the promise of the day and make the climb

You travel the distance and feel every mile
Just to make it home
That long dark night is gone
Now all of the light it lives in you

Oh this is the time
To gather all the promise of the day and make the climb