This might be the end or the start of it all
Do I pretend I'm on the verge of a new space in time
I'm bound to believe different songs will be written
Songs of life and songs of joy that still the troubled soul
I tend to look back and I dread the unknown
Every change I suspect, tread the road in fretful wandering
The music plays, same old record spins over and over
Can I find some peace of mind for where I am today
Living life in gratitude, not stuck in yesterday
Gone is the night, the day unfolds
With arms open wide, I face the break of dawn
No-one can drag me down, I cling to hope
I come alive
Tip-toe, here we go, the view will astound you
Right where all the wild flowers grow, streams of colour drench your tired eyes
This is surreal, is it me who is waking
From all the grey construction sites I passed along the way
The world is trembling 'neath my feet, I know I am okay
Gone is the night, the day unfolds
With arms open wide, I face the break of dawn
No-one can drag me down, I cling to hope
I come alive
No-one can drag me down, I cling to hope
Been torn up inside but now I am made whole
This might be the end or the start of it all