All these reaching hands out grabbing' things, grabbing' me
Day in, day out, accumulating
I suggest you step out on your porch
Run away my son, to see it all, see the world
Reach the door, a breath and a, reach the door
Life ain't what it's wroth, a breath and a, reach the door
Come, here it comes, there it goes, when it comes
Where it goes, where it comes, can't see through the faith
Some, here it comes, there it goes, grasp what you can
Don't you know there's something inside your hand
If I knew where it was I would take you tehre
There's much more than this, much more than this
See the world, much more than, much more than
Why?
