Winding Roads

You stood there

Like my one and only

My lover under the tree

Me playing self-assured

You breaking through my pupils

Going right everywhere

Everywhere within

But there will be the long and winding roads

Well I like it that way

Hovering cautiously

Then walking blind through the meadows

Hope you'll the reasons why

May they teach you how

Cause when it comes the new spring

We'll start a bright era

Release our chokin' bodies

And start breathing again

But there will be the long and winding roads

Well I like it that way

Because remaining the same means changing

And changing again...and again... and again

My daily doubts always bring me back then

To when I chose to wait

And I chose to wait

But the more I see you

The more I know

Where I feel like going

My island like I pictured

But there will be the long and winding roads

Well I like it that way

Because remaining the same means changing

And changing again...and changing again...

Remaining the same...and changing again...

Remaining the same...the same... the same again