Sometimes, I feel the fear of
uncertainty stinging clear.
And I can't help but ask myself
how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before, and it seems to have a vague,
haunting mass appeal
But lately I'm beginning to find that I
should be the one behind the wheel.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
with open arms and open eyes, yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It's driven me before and it seems to be the way
that everyone else gets around
But lately I'm beginning to find that when
I drive myself my light is found
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
with open arms and open eyes, yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there
Would you choose water over wine hold the wheel and drive?
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
with open arms and open eyes, yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there