Written by: Mikel Tadeje

The future is so mysterious,
I don't know if i'm happy or serious.
You may say i'm delirious,
When I say the future may be sour or delicious.

What will happen when I grow older,
Will I stay like this or will my heart go yonder?
There's no one to say how my future may grow,
Will I be able to say yes or a defeated no?

Whatever happens I can't escape,
This crazy little thing they call fate.
I don't know if the future will make me glad,
Or will it hurt me and make me sad?

What will happen when the world ends,
Will I ever be able to see my friends?
Please just give us a sign,
So that I can finish this rhyme.