It's not a place It's a yearning It's not a race It's a journey
It's not an act It's attraction It's not a style It's an action
It's a dream for the waking It's a flower touched by flame It's a gift for the giving It's a power with a hundred names
Surge of energy, spark of inspiration The breath of love is electricity Maybe Time is a bird in flight Endlessly mocking Here we come out of the cradle Endlessly rocking Endlessly rocking
It's the hand That rocks the cradle It's the motion That swings the sky
It's method on the edge of madness It's a balance on the edge of a knife It's a smile on the edge of sadness It's a dance on the edge of life
Surge of energy, spark of inspiration The breath of love is electricity Here we come out of the cradle Endlessly rocking Endlessly rocking
Surge of energy, spark of inspiration The breath of love is electricity Maybe Time is a bird in flight Endlessly mocking Here we come out of the cradle Endlessly rocking Endlessly rocking