We’re all on our own journey In our own walk of life Sometimes our hearts are filled with joy Sometimes our hearts are filled with strife
Time passes us by and no matter how far We’ve come it’s like we’re standing still We question our existence and we Question what’s truth and what’s real
Born sinners all on our own But we have a freedom of choice And we don’t have to make it alone If we listen to the still small voice
Every day we’re just a choice away From the same old grind We control our own destiny Listen to the heart or listen to the mind
And when our time has come, when There’s nothing left to buy or sell Did we make the right decision as we Stood on the corner of Heaven & Hell