Maya's eyes gaze upon a shore Her tired feet have not been here before Her only chance what was she to do Nothing left to lose But her heart will always be her guide She walks on Holds tight to her only possession A promise to survive She walks on And she sees in every reflection all those left behind She walks on But she knows that wherever she goes Hope will be her compass Could be any direction She walks on Maya's words scattered in the air People judge they don't seem to care Another step and the great unknown One she takes alone But her heart will always be her guide She walks on Holds tight to her only possession A promise to survive She walks on And she sees in every reflection all those left behind She walks on But she knows that wherever she goes Hope will be her compass Could be any direction She walks on But her heart will always be her guide She walks on Holds tight to her only possession A promise to survive She walks on And she sees in every reflection all those left behind She walks on But she knows that wherever she goes Hope will be her compass Could be any direction Any direction She walks on She walks on