The buildings reach up to the sky.
The traffic thunders on the busy street.
The pavement slips beneath my feet.
I walk alone and wonder
who am I?

I close my eyes and I can fly.
And I escape from all this worldly strife,
restricted by routine of life,
but still I can't discover
who am I.

I long to wake up in the morning
and find everything has changed,
and all the people that I meet don't wear a frown.
But every day is just the same.
I'm chasing rainbows in the rain.
All the dreams that I believe in let me down.

Maybe I'm reaching far too high,
for I have something else entirely free,
the love of someone close to me,
unfettered by the world that hurries by.
Um, to question such good fortune,
who am I?

I long to wake up in the morning
and find everything has changed,
and all the people that I meet don't wear a frown.
But every day is just the same,
I'm chasing rainbows in the rain.
All the dreams that I believe in let me down.

Maybe I'm reaching far too high,
for I have something else entirely free,
the love of someone close to me,
unfettered by the world that hurries by.
To question such good fortune,
Who am I?