The northern winds have found their home High above the timberline But you and I were born to roam To wander through the whistling pine
Once the summer evening dies Our love will be of yesterday One more glance into your eyes Then we can laugh our love away
Someday you’ll find out who you are Someday you’ll be more than just a shooting star
The road has claimed you for its own To put your damage on display With a steel guitar and a microphone I hope that you’ll find your way Someday you’ll find out who you are Someday you’ll be more than just a shooting star
But you wouldn’t know it ‘cause no one’s ever showed it, nobody showed it to you but that doesn’t mean it isn’t true
Someday you’ll find out who you are Someday you’ll be more than just a shooting star And maybe then you’ll realize just how much you meant to me And maybe someday… You will be free