Well I looked into a house I once lived in



Around the time I first went on my own



When the roads were as many as the places I had dreamed of



And my friends and I were one



Now the distance is done and the search has begun



I've come to see where my beginnings have gone



Oh the walls and the windows were still standing



And the music could be heard at the door



Where the people who kindly endured my odd questions



Asked if I came very far



And when my silence replied they took me inside



Where their children sat playing on the floor



Well we spoke of the changes that would find us farther on



And it left me so warm and so high



But as I stepped back outside to the grey morning sun



I heard that highway whisper and sigh



Are you ready to fly?



And I looked into the faces all passing by



It's an ocean that will never be filled



And the house that grows older and finally crumbles



That even love cannot rebuild



It's a hotel at best, you're here as a guest



You oughta make yourself at home while you're waiting for the rest



Well I looked into dream of the millions



That one day the search will be through



Now here I stand at the edge of my embattled illusions



Looking into you



The great song traveler passed through here



And he opened my eyes to the view



And I was among those who called him a prophet



And I asked him what was true



Until the distance had shown how the road remains alone



Now I'm looking in my life for a truth that is my own



Well I looked into the sky for my anthem



And the words and the music came through



But words and music can never touch the beauty that I've seen



Looking into you -- and that's true