I have seen a million faces
I have heard a million names
I have had a million wishes
I have wished to stars to rain
and I know that you are out there
and I know you wish the same
though we don't seem to understand each other
like chasing footprints in the rain
Sing a song of angels
sing the roots of blue
like a sad old song past on through time
the words are haunting you
and the tune seems so familiar to me
I think I've heard these words before
Like an old unanswered question
It all seems clear once more
clear once more
In the cobwebs of your questions
It teeters on the edge
like a acrobatic dancer
on a thin line tight rope edge
and I wish I had the answers
I would give them all to you
If I had a million wishes
I would wish them all for you