Sometimes I feel like I'm a bird with broken wings 
At times I dread my now and envy where I've been 
But that's when quiet wisdom takes control 
At least I've got a story no one's told 

 [bad word]  
I finally learned to say 
Whatever will be will be 
I've learned to take 
The good, the bad and breathe 
'Cause although we like 
To know what life's got planned 
No one knows if shooting stars will land 

These days it feels naive to put your faith in hope 
To imitate a child, fall backwards on the snow 
'Cause that's when fears will usually lead you blind 
But now I try to under-analyse 

 [bad word]  

Is the rope I walk wearing thin? 
Is the life I love caving in? 
Is the weight on your mind 
heavy black bird caged inside? 

Say 
Whatever will be will be 
Take 
The good, the bad 
Just breathe 

'Cause although we like 
To know what life's got planned 
No one knows if shooting stars will land 

Whatever will be will be 
I learned to take 
The good, the bad and breathe 
'Cause although we like 
To know what life's got planned 
Thing like that are never in your hands 
No one knows if shooting stars will land