I don`t understand
What destiny`s planned
I`m starting to grasp
What is in my own hands
I don`t claim to know
Where my holiness goes
I just know that I like
What is starting to show
Sometimes
Clean...
As years go by
All the feelings inside
Twist and they turn
As they ride with the tide
I don`t advise
And I don`t criticise
I just know what I like
With my one eyes
Sometimes
Clean...
Sometimes
