I often thought I'd catch a lift,
to a better place and time,
where money's not a problem,
love stories work out fine

Now I wander through our past
(future's been and gone),
I wander…

I can touch the sky,
with you, I'll never die

Take my Dear John letter,
better read than dead
true that I was blinded,
still too easily led

Love you and then leave you…
isn't that a crime?
I still wander…

I can touch the sky
now, Look how free I fly