You were like a dream that came to me, when I needed it the most.
A breath of life to a withered soul... a ghost...a flood of hope.
Now there are ones in this world who accept it as it is.
They say, 'its been, so it must be.'
Then there are ones like you that haunt my heart with visions of what could be. You're life was a masterpiece, you'll never complete, so I'll try forever.
... And the heartbreak's not as bad as it seems, you'll find in your dreams, just how it all fits in. In the darkness there's always a light, a reason to fight...for what we believe. I looked for you in clouds and towns, and streams and woods and lakes. I thought if I searched hard enough that I would see your face. In the patterns of the trees, I learned what's real is what we make...
and blinded by the Midwestern sky, I realized you survive inside.
So go home, and be with the ones you love.
Cause in the end lost friends will live in our hearts, not up above...
No god in the sky, cause it's all inside... the future is up to us.
And everything will Turn! Turn! Turn! and come back around again.
It's the spiral of time, the course of our lives, the way it's always been.
So I know somewhere down the line, I'll be with you my friend.
We choose our paths, but don't feel trapped, cause we can always start again.
So go home, and be with the ones you love.
Cause in the end lost friends will live in our hearts, not up above...
No god in the sky, cause it's all inside... the future is up to us.
A breath of life to a withered soul... a ghost...a flood of hope.
Now there are ones in this world who accept it as it is.
They say, 'its been, so it must be.'
Then there are ones like you that haunt my heart with visions of what could be. You're life was a masterpiece, you'll never complete, so I'll try forever.
... And the heartbreak's not as bad as it seems, you'll find in your dreams, just how it all fits in. In the darkness there's always a light, a reason to fight...for what we believe. I looked for you in clouds and towns, and streams and woods and lakes. I thought if I searched hard enough that I would see your face. In the patterns of the trees, I learned what's real is what we make...
and blinded by the Midwestern sky, I realized you survive inside.
So go home, and be with the ones you love.
Cause in the end lost friends will live in our hearts, not up above...
No god in the sky, cause it's all inside... the future is up to us.
And everything will Turn! Turn! Turn! and come back around again.
It's the spiral of time, the course of our lives, the way it's always been.
So I know somewhere down the line, I'll be with you my friend.
We choose our paths, but don't feel trapped, cause we can always start again.
So go home, and be with the ones you love.
Cause in the end lost friends will live in our hearts, not up above...
No god in the sky, cause it's all inside... the future is up to us.