

The morning trains are running late I watch the faces at the
gate A thousand plans in borrowed coats A thousand words caught in
our throats
I used to hurry with the crowd Afraid to hear my thoughts
out loud
Now every step is mine to take
There is a life I get to make
There's a sky between the buildings There's a song beneath the noise
I can feel the world still turning
I can hear my own small voice Let the gold fall on
the pavement Let the rain run down my face
I'm alive inside this moment I don't have to win the race
The corner flower seller smiles She's seen me pass a hundred times
Today I stop and buy a stem And call a long-forgotten friend
The city hasn't changed its pace
But I have found a little space
I let the heavy hours unwind
And leave one empty chair behind
There's a sky between the buildings There's a song beneath the noise
I can feel the world still turning I can hear my own
small voice
Let the gold fall on the pavement Let the rain run down
my face
I'm alive inside this moment
I don't have to win the race
I was waiting for permission
For a sign to tell me when
Now I choose a new direction And I take the breath again
There's a sky between the buildings There's a song beneath the noise
I can feel the world still turning I can hear my own
small voice
Let the gold fall on the pavement Let the rain run down
my face
I'm alive inside this moment
I don't have to win the race
There's a sky between the buildings And today I see it change