Something About the Power
A song by Yvonne Cote,
Cambridge, ON, Canada
Something about the power of wings.
Just when you thought you've seen it all.
Your're only starting to see again.
You don't know a breeze until you feel it.
The air must be different up there.
To be able to soar in just air.
Something like magic.
Something about the power of magic.
Just when everything gets known and old.
When it starts new all over again.
You don't know the magic until you feel it.
Take different people to make it happen.
Take different lives to make it move.
Something like a dream.
Something about the power of dreams.
Just when you've reached the end.
You find yourself in dreams again.
You don't know the dreams until you feel it.
Dream must be a special thing.
For dreams remain to be seen.
Cambridge, ON, Canada
Something about the power of wings.
Just when you thought you've seen it all.
Your're only starting to see again.
You don't know a breeze until you feel it.
The air must be different up there.
To be able to soar in just air.
Something like magic.
Something about the power of magic.
Just when everything gets known and old.
When it starts new all over again.
You don't know the magic until you feel it.
Take different people to make it happen.
Take different lives to make it move.
Something like a dream.
Something about the power of dreams.
Just when you've reached the end.
You find yourself in dreams again.
You don't know the dreams until you feel it.
Dream must be a special thing.
For dreams remain to be seen.