When I reach the place I'm goin', I will surely know my way. And I will turn and look inside me, and bid farewell to one more day.

Every life begins with darkness; every flower was once a seed. And with the sun and wind to test us, we are bound to be released.

I will fly beyond this valley. I will open up the gate. And when I reach the place I'm goin', I will surely know my way.

We have hands to hold our sorrow. We have tears to heal the pain. And though your eyes ask many questions, on your lips I hear my name.

I was born without a whisper. I was born beneath the rain. But, when I reach the place I'm goin', I will surely know my way.

(Wynonna Judd)