The Unknown

I’m heading south

Everytime I look ahead

There’s a fork in the road

Don’t it feel cold

With every step out into the unknown

I look for us

I look for home

In this unknown

Wherever ever you go

Trust I’ll go

Good things come in droves

But the good ain’t all we’ve come to know

In this unknown

Place a cross right at the pinnacle

And I will wait there for

The good times to roll

The good times to roll

Woah oh oh

Woah oh oh

In this unknown

Woah oh oh

Woah oh oh

The good times to roll

A whistle blown

Maybe there’s a lesson somewhere I don’t know

Don’t it feel cold

With every step out into the unknown

I look for us

I look for home

In this unknown

Wherever ever you go

Trust I’ll go

Good things come in droves

But the good ain’t all we’ve come to know

In this unknown

Place a cross right at the pinnacle

And I will wait there for

The good times to roll

The good times to roll

Woah oh oh

Woah oh oh

In this unknown

Woah oh oh

Woah oh oh

The good times to roll