Some people look as if they're born to fly
Never need to try; it's right there all the time.
Others look as if they just have to wait
Call it luck or fate; the makers were unkind.
Spirit of water, here is the night,
Spirit of water, here comes your night.
But in the light of day, I see it flying all my way
It's just, it's just in reach,
It's brighter than the eye can teach
It's like a wind behind my sail.
It's lifting the veil.
I remember standing on some distant hill,
Fighting with my will; it's hard just to survive
And when the morning comes I'll take my fill,
And if I need to kill, don't mock me if I cry.
Then in the light of day, I see it flying all my way
It's just, it's just in reach,
It's brighter than the eye can teach
It's like a wind behind my sail.
It's lifting the veil.
And I can really see it out there.
And I can really see it out... there!
