Reach

(альбом: Dark-Eyed Lady - 1978)

Sometimes I stop and wonder
Why can't I let myself enjoy the space I'm in
And all the wonderful places I've been
My eyes are on the future
I can't think about the past
My aspirations always exceed my grasp

You've got to reach a little bit higher
When the light within becomes a fire
Hey, hey
Whoa
Oh, you got to grow

You've got to reach a little bit higher
To get a hold on all that you desire
Stretch your soul
And you'll never grow old

When the habits of a lifetime become a painful cage
You want to break out
But you don't know how to change
You may have a vision
Or you may have a friend
Who will come to you and say these same words again