What was left of the rain? I could hear under my bicycle tires What was left of your love? I could feel like the steam from a fire What is left of the light? Is alarmed by the dusk and retreat of the sun What is left of your peace? the notion that I am still on the run So What is left of this day? What is left of this day? What is left of this day? What is left of this day? What was left on the road? Wet leaves scattered like stars on a sky What has just left the ground? Now I can finally fly Now I can finally fly In what is left of the sky What is left to find out? What drove the worm to cross the road? What is left of tonight? An urge to shed my trembling load So what is left of this day? I'm not sure but I plan to find out So what is left of this day? When I know I'll sure give a shout! So What is left of this day? What is left of this day? What was left on the road? Leaves scattered like stars on the sky What has just left the ground? Now I can finally fly Now I can finally fly Now I can finally fly In what is left of the sky Now I can finally fly In what is left of the sky Now I can finally fly