About Me
If this morning is a sad song, sing on
such an old song, don't mind, sing on
keep on, don't mind, sing on.
If all the world was as gentle as the breeze within my hands;
If all the days weren't numbered for those who walk
aimless down the high road;
If the space between us was as solid as I feel it
there'd be no sad song.
If all this was our world
not mine, not yours,
if all this was our world
one we'd be
Can you see?
If you open your heart just a little you can whisper
new song.
