Where do we go now?
Where do we fly?
Mother and father
Continue to drive
Under the sunlight
Under the rain
Too many questions
Running over again
Remember the closed door
And the gift of a key
And how it was always
Yours to receive
The door's always open The toll's
always paid
I've read the story Of the breath that was made
Out in the distance
Breath on the wind
Where did you come from?
Where did you begin?
Look to the skyline
What do you see?
There'll be a wisdom Always within reach
Remember the closed door
And the gift of a key
And how it was always
Yours to receive
May not have been there
Might not always be
I'll help write the story Of
the breath that will be