Never question the life we’ve led, my love,
Or the choices that we’ve made.
Don’t ask if the place we find ourselves
Is worth the price we paid.
Don’t worry about the path we took
Or the places we have been;
Or whether we’d do things differently
If we'd strength to try again.
The past is a faded shadow;
Never to return.
Why struggle over lessons
It’s far too late to learn?
The question couldn’t be simpler.
It’s the answer that we fear.
It’s the question that never goes away:
Where do we go from here?