Let the sun be down upon my faceThe stars to fill my dreamsI am a traveler of both time and spaceTo be where I have beenTo sit with others of a gentle raceTo swirl this selfish sceneThe target days for which they sit and waitAll will be revealedTalking some from tongues of living raceThe sounds caress my earBut not a word I hearTo be where I have beenHow could I relate?The story was quite clearTo be where I have beenTo be where I have beenTo be where I have beenTo be where I have beenTo be where I have beenI've been tryingCome on, come onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold onAnd hold on, hold on