So
I wander, so I run
so
I'm looking for the sun.
So
I come upon a world
where
nothing's as it seems
So
I come upon a night
where
the stars refuse to gleam.
So
I search, So I stumble
so
we all know how to tumble.
Like
a bird, Like its prey
everything
must end someday.
So
let me run, let me fly
all
I have to do is try
And
I will find a way to fight
against
myself, against this night.
So
someday I'll be free
So
someday I'll find me
And
I'll never have to run,
and
I'll wander with the sun.
Till
these things at last should end
but
like our dreams still fly again
Rainbough
Bouchard
copyright
1998