A Modo Mio

In life I've done a bit of everything
I don't know if I've done little or a lot
I haven't been a saint and this
Even God knows.

I walked with rain and wind
I've laughed often and sometimes cried
And a hundred and a thousand times I've been alone
But I've always done everything my way.

My way, my way
I may have been wrong, but my way.
My way, my way
I may have been wrong, but my way.

And you who appeared all of a sudden
And in a moment colored everything
You are different, you are important, and I'm afraid
Who knows if I can have you in my own way.

My way, my way
I may have been wrong, but my way.
My way, my way
I may have been wrong, but my way.

Who knows if I can have you in my own way!