What makes one day unlike another? Along our way the winds of change begin to blow they scatter what we know like pages of our scripted play blown away
I took a flight down to Atlanta Another day of travel, of sharing space with strangers seldom re-arranges the way I know the world to be from what I see
I saw you and you saw me How music passed between us is a mystery But there was a connection and it took me by surprise a look of understanding in your eyes
I saw you and you saw me what makes a little song become a symphony? One heart finds its melody, another sings along and all the walls between us are as fragile as a song
It's not the notes you play it's the ones left out Not the words you say that speak what you're about spill the insides out, and give the world a chance to share the magic there
And so I reach for my guitar And with my ape-like fingers commence to strum along attempt to find a song, express the things that came my way on that day
I saw you and you saw me how music passed between us is a mystery But there was a connection and it took me by surprise a look of understanding in your eyes
I touched you and you touched me what made our little song become a symphony? One heart finds its melody, another sings along and all the walls between us are as fragile as a song