There's a street outside my window

There's a light outside my door

There's a road straight through this old town

There's a boat on every shore

There's a promise down the freeway

But there is no guarantees

There are dreads on every ocean

There are storms on every sea...

..If you choose to go

Now I've been out upon that ocean

Sometimes not even past my waistline

And I screamed at what I saw

Many times along that freeway

Returning sometimes beat

Ah there are dreams out on that ocean

There are storms on every sea...

..If you choose to go

Plenty of places, plenty of things to see

Plenty of faces, plenty of ways to be

..If you choose to go