A song comes from somewhere you can’t often go,
It teaches you something you already know,
It’s easy to see but it’s so hard to find,
It goes straight to your soul through the back of your mind.
A song gives you wings and you can fly if you will,
It takes you up high, it will give you a thrill,
There is absolutely nothing else of its kind,
Whatever you’ve lost it will help you to find.
And when your heart’s almost broken in two,
It will show you the way you should bend,
But if you can’t and it breaks anyway,
Then it’s medicine that knows how to mend.
A song is a season that never will end,
It gives you a reason to reach for the wind,
It’s a flower that grows up wherever there’s room,
Whatever the weather, forever in bloom.
But a song needs a singer to make it come true,
If you can’t believe it, it’s nothing to you.
A song comes from somewhere you can’t often go,
It teaches you something you already know,
It’s easy to see but it’s so hard to find,
It goes straight to your soul through the back of your mind.
