intro)

Everything has its season

Everthing has its time

Show me a reason and i'll soon show you a rhyme

Cats sit on the window sill

Children sit in the snow

Why do I feel i dont fit in anywhere i go



(Corus)

Rivers belong where they can ramble eagles belong where they can fly

I've got to be where my spirt can run free

Got to find my corner of the sky



Every man as his day dream

Every man and his goals

People like the way dreams have of sticking to there souls

Thunder clouds have there lighting night and gals have there songs

and i dont want my life to be something more then long



(Corus)



So many men seem destined to settle for something small

But i wont rest until i know i have it all

So dont ask where i am going just listen when i am gone

and far away you'll hear me softly to the dawn



(Corus