Transatlantic. The Whirlwind. Rose Colored Glasses. Zeneszám

Long ago he saw the light of day
Then the wind it blew the man away
And I don't believe I wear rose colored glasses
But I believe the man is going home

Long ago he set the ship aright
Then he sailed away into the night
And I don't believe I wear rose colored glasses
But I believe the man is going home
And I know that we are more than dust and ashes
And one day we will know what we have known

But on the dark side
There are times of suffering
(And I don't believe I wear rose colored glasses)
But as the pages turn
One day we'll learn of everything
But now we see through glass...

When the ending came I said goodbye
I hope to meet him on the other side
And I don't believe I wear rose colored glasses
That I believe we have the greatest hope
(I believe we have the greatest hope)
And I'll sing this as we're scattering the ashes
I believe the man has gone back home...
(I believe the man has gone back home)

But on the dark side
There are times of suffering
(And I don't believe I wear rose colored glasses)
But as the pages turn
One day we'll learn of everything
But now we see through glass...

This world is not our home
You can live like a rollin' stone
But you cannot escape with your life
We seek a city on fire

With the heart of a child's desire
WE will cross that bridge
and enter into life....real life...

[Solo]

But on the dark side
There are times of suffering
But as the pages turn
One day we'll burn like lightning
In that city in the sky!