A humble abode at the end of the road
That's what we called home
We built our dreams from nothing it seems
Working dimes to the bone
Through thick and thin around and back again
We held our own
Cause we walked as one
We may be wandering down different roads
I still believe we walk as one
Chaos and laughter raising the rafters
No room to breathe
It was duly noted we weren't voted
Most likely to succeed
But we made our choice to find our voice
In harmony
And we walked as one
We may be wandering down different roads
I still believe we walk as one
It wasn't all good news as the decades flew
There isn't anything I wouldn't do
To be with the ones who passed away too soon
The pumpkin's carved there's frost on the yard
A first winter's kiss
I feel inclined to go back in time
And reminisce
And chiming in is an old violin playing my heartstrings
And I began to sing
We may be wandering down different roads
I still believe, still believe
We may be wandering down different roads
I still believe