THAT’S WHAT I AM (The Caravan Of Life)
Walking late all over this old world
looking around and around,
and what I see seems so simple to me
’cause everywhere I go
I’m just seeing myself tonight.
You don’t have to wander far
to see the stuff of what you are.
Going back to the starlight
cause that’s what I am.
and that’s what we are.
That poor mothers child
holding the hand of dear life,
that ragged refugee over there
looking for his worried wife.
That scared father growing older
that boy asleep on his shoulder
and dozens of dead eyed soldiers
thinking guns can make things right.
That shady politician in the lamplight
handing out poison, looking for his fight.
Everywhere I go
I’m just seeing myself here tonight.
You don’t have to wander far
to see the stuff of what you are.
Going back to the starlight
cause that’s what I am.
and that’s what we are.
