I ask myself sometimes whether I should stay
or whether I should climb
I try to see the land so willfully
In this life of mine

For I do not know where to go
I don’t know where to turn
I don’t know how to find a place
To make do of what I've learned

So I just keep on walking
the only way that I know how
And if I come across a mighty prince
I’ll gladly take a bow

Then I’ll just keep on walking
Ten miles maybe more
I’ll walk till my feet begin to ache me
Then I’ll sleep that's for sure

I plan to keep this pattern
until i can't walk no more
I'll miss the faces I've seen
But i'll be happy forever more