Que sera sera

I refuse to believe in happy endings, 

because there never was a happy ending. 

But a matter of moving on, or not. 

Que sera sera, whatever will be, will be.

It feels forever like a spell.

Strange and beautiful. 

Although we're all walking blind on our decisions,

the matter remains unclear. 

Que sera sera, whatever will be, will be.

Future comes and still, it is cloudy. 

Future is uncertain. 

But as long as we stand by time, our variables may 

come alive. 

Only if, we pursue such dreams. 

Que sera sera, whatever will be, will be.