How many lights are shining in that distant window, and which ones are fading furtherevery day?Do they mark a path I've traveled that I will not walk again?Or shine out from a room where a fire is burning bright?Each step I take is a new one today.Don't know where it leads, but I know I can't stay.The pieces don't fit like they used to, it seems.I guess I'll just rebuild a couple of dreams.When I close my eyes, I know somewhere those lights are shining.Somewhere beyond the day is so close at hand.I try not to think of all the places I've traveled, but somehow remember the few thingsI've learned.Each day has its darkness and its brightest hours, and each heart is full of surprises,I guess.Each step I take is a new one today.Don't know where it leads, but I know I can't stay.The pieces don't fit like they used to, it seems.I guess I'll just rebuild a couple of dreams.How many lights are shining in that distant window?And which ones are fading further every day?Do they warn of stormy cliffs and rocks below the waters?Or brighten my road as it stretches out ahead?Each step I take is a new one, it seems.I guess I'll just rebuild a couple of dreams.Each step's a new one today.