At The Edge Of The World You Will کے بول

How does it measure up? Was I good enough? I'll never know... And if it's meant to be, What will it mean to me? I never want to know... Always headstrong calling me home There was a place I belonged. And as I fill my cup I wonder how I had enough And I'm not sure... What will be, will be Not without some mystery That I'm sure... Always headstrong calling me home There was a place I belonged.