Why is there a question to answer?
Everywhere I turn
Why is there an other side?
And why am I on this one?
Why is there a pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow
And why can't summer
Stay forever, you know..
Corn fields and daffodils
That's the dream
And ice cream and petty thrills
Me in between
Where's all the rain
And the pouring, and the pouring
Where's all the rain
That I keep ignoring
I'm stuck in this, rainbow connection
And it just won't let me be
I'm stuck in this, rainbow connection
This beautiful tragedy
Some day I'll wake up
And walk into this dream
Some day I'll be free
Some things I've wanted
Some things I haven't
But that's just me
Why is there a question to answer?
Everywhere I turn
Why is there an other side?
And why am I on this one?
The winds and the rains
They've spoken to me
Asked me about the matter
They've stayed for a chat
And talked about this and that
But more about the latter
I've sat by the sea
I've seen ships sail far away
I've seen the sea meet the ocean
I've seen the men kneel and pray
I've seen mountains and rainbows
Side by side, face to face
I've seen trees and breezes
In a warm embrace
Some day I'll wake up
And walk into this dream
And some day I'll be free
Some times I'm lonely
Some times if only
They'd let me be..
Some day I'll wake up
And see it as a dream
But before I lose it
Come share it with me.
