Everything has its season,
Everything has its time.
Show me a reason
And I'll soon show you a rhyme
Cats fit on the windowsill
Children fit in the snow
Why do I feel I don't fit in anywhere I go?
Rivers belong where they can ramble,
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be
Where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner
Of the sky.
Every man has his daydreams,
Every man has his goals.
People like the way dreams have
Of sticking to the soul.
Thunderclouds have their lightning,
Nightingales have their song,
Don't you see I want my life to be
Something more than long?
Rivers belong where they can ramble,
Eagles belong where they can fly.
I've got to be
Where my spirit can run free.
Got to find my corner
Of the sky.
So many men seem destined
To settle for something small.
But I won't rest
Until I know I'll have it all.
So don't ask where I'm going,
Just listen when I'm gone
And far away you'll hear me singing
Softly to the dawn.
Rivers belong where they can ramble,
Eagles belong where they can fly.
I've got to be
Where my spirit can run free.
I've got to be
Where my spirit can run free.
Got to find my corner
Of the sky!