Where are we going from here? Lines on my face, lines on my hands Lead to a future, I don't understand Some things don't go as they're planned Where are we
On a long road, miles to go Its winding and cold and its covered with snow But I ask you what we all want to know Where are we going from here... Lines
Traduction: Blackmore's Night. Où allons-nous partir d'ici.
Where are we going from here... Lines on my face , lines on my hands Lead to a future I don't understand Some things don't go as they're planned... Where are