Unfinished Life

	It's an unfinished life that I find lies before me
	An open-ended dream and I don't want to wake
	I've crossed so many rivers in search of crystal fountains
	I've found the truest paths always lead through mountains
	I've seen water on the sky, and fire burning on the lake.
	You said to me, "I cannot make you happy.
	Like a wounded bird, you must find the strength to fly.
	Time can paint the treetops with colors of the rainbow
	But you cannot find the end, no matter how you try.
	It's a journey with my soul that I am taking.
	One that only goes from the cradle to the grave.
	Going 'round in circles like painted dancing horses
	Up and down we ride on the wooden courses.
	And light from a lover's eyes is all that I can save.
	You said to me, "I cannot make you happy.
	Like a wounded bird, you must find the strength to fly.
	Time can paint the treetops with colors of the rainbow
	But you cannot find the end, no matter how you try. ”
	So I'll take the day and run out across the open fields
	Where the grass grows high and the shadows fall
	Where my eyes can see all the colors in the air
	So quiet that the wind whistles in my hair
	And takes the rising dust and carries it away.
	You said to me, "I cannot make you happy.
	Like a wounded bird, you must find the strength to fly.
	Time can paint the treetops with colors of the rainbow
	But you cannot find the end, no matter how you try.

	It' s an unfinished life that I find lies before me
	An openended dream and I don' t want to wake
	I' ve crossed so many rivers in search of crystal fountains
	I' ve found the truest paths always lead through mountains
	I' ve seen water on the sky, and fire burning on the lake.
	You said to me, " I cannot make you happy.
	Like a wounded bird, you must find the strength to fly.
	Time can paint the treetops with colors of the rainbow
	But you cannot find the end, no matter how you try.
	It' s a journey with my soul that I am taking.
	One that only goes from the cradle to the grave.
	Going ' round in circles like painted dancing horses
	Up and down we ride on the wooden courses.
	And light from a lover' s eyes is all that I can save.
	You said to me, " I cannot make you happy.
	Like a wounded bird, you must find the strength to fly.
	Time can paint the treetops with colors of the rainbow
	But you cannot find the end, no matter how you try. "
	So I' ll take the day and run out across the open fields
	Where the grass grows high and the shadows fall
	Where my eyes can see all the colors in the air
	So quiet that the wind whistles in my hair
	And takes the rising dust and carries it away.
	You said to me, " I cannot make you happy.
	Like a wounded bird, you must find the strength to fly.
	Time can paint the treetops with colors of the rainbow
	But you cannot find the end, no matter how you try.