When life comes to center, it enters as when life comes to center It enters as hope Chosen to tremble And walk on this rope We are born of another Of all this entwined I'll show you a mirror I pause, my reflection Be rippled and puddled Turned by the whistle By signs still uncovered I wait to be patient I try to let go, oh... Speak me now Speaking me now Oh speak with me now Oh speaking me speaking me Moving me now Oh move with me now Oh moving me moving me moving me Pick up the pages Let 'em fall open Truth in the poet His bridge clear and pure Don't ask what love is for Made to do, made to do Don't ask what love is for Made to do, made to do Don't ask what love is for Made to do, made to do Look at the colors Look at the world Speak me now Speaking me now Oh speak with me now Oh speaking speaking me Moving me now Oh move with me now Oh moving me moving me moving me When love comes to center I hear it is told We turn with the wheel As a colorful spoke And life is the cycler And all this the road And I am in love with The colors of your soul