Riding on a tale of good intentions
Watching as the feeling slips away
Try to start a fire without the matches
If anything's for sure the wind will change
Rising like the phoenix from the ashes
Marching to the distant beat of drums
Finally there's something out of nothing
And it finally takes you back where you belong
And the shooting star will fall to earth
But as this heart keeps wondering
For i will sing a different song
Here with you is right where i belong.