The Next Song

We walk past that street
Thinking about that song
The street we're thinking all day long

We don't know if it's for us
We don't know the truth
Could it be our song or not?

Do I feel it in my soul?
Do you feel it in your soul?
The universe is what we've got

Fly away into it's spheres
Make them free of tears and fears
Could it be our song or not?

We walk past the street
Where music lives and hate's asleep
Beautiful synphonies
No one tells us what to know
The street will show us where to go
And in the end our song will hold ... truth

We walk past that street
Tell me what you see
In this certain place to be

See the herons fly
Think about your time (sometimes)
You need to ask yourself why

Perfectly
How Life can be
When you know this is your song

We walk past the street
Where music lives and hate's asleep
Beautiful synphonies
No one tells us what to know
The street will show us where to go
And in the end our song will hold ... truth