Choosing Our Story's End

Mmm, mmm, yeah. We don't choose where life begins.

No, no. Yeah, yeah. Nobody choose their

family. Nobody choose their name. Nobody choose the street or the

town where they start this human game. From Africa's sun to the lights

of Europe. From Asia winds to the shores of the West. We come from

corners of the world. But the heart beats the same in every chest.

'Cause we don't choose where we take our first steps. Or the road

that we're born to walk in. But we choose the love that we give each