

Leaves are turning gold along the highway
Cold wind blowing through the open door
I can feel the change is coming my way Step by step,
my feet upon the floor
And the road ahead is winding far away
But the light is showing us where to go (ooh-ooh)
We will run until we find the sunrise Chasing down the shadows
of the past
(we will find the sunrise) With the hope of youth behind our
blue eyes We have found our home at last
(home at last)
Every step we took was worth the waiting Every tear we shed
is washed away (shed is washed away)
Now the sky is clearing,
illustrating
A brand new golden day
(golden day)
We will run until we find the sunrise
Chasing down the shadows of the past
(we will find the sunrise) With the hope of youth behind our
blue eyes We have found our home at last (home at last)