We sowed our seeds Watered with tears Waiting for signs of growth Took months of days And then took years. We took our steps We took our falls Somewhere along the way We just got lost And we lost it all. Nothing ventured nothing gained The risk of living is the pain And what will be will be anyway Oh, it's better not to know The way it's gonna go What will die and what will grow sponsored links It's better not to know Those tiny stems became these trees With dirt and storms And sun and air to breathe Like you and me And some fell down And some grew tall And those surviving twenty winter thaws Have the sweetest fruit of all But innocence and planting day Are both long gone So much has changed And if we got to do it all again ... Oh it's better not to know...