I have seen a million facesnI have heard a million namesnI have had a million wishesnI have wished to stars to rainnand I know that you are out therenand I know you wish the samenthough we don’t seem to understand each othernlike chasing footprints in the rainnnSing a song of angelsnsing the roots of bluenlike a sad old song past on through timenthe words are haunting younand the tune seems so familiar to menI think I’ve heard these words beforenLike an old unanswered questionnIt all seems clear once morenclear once morennIn the cobwebs of your questionsnIt teeters on the edgenlike a acrobatic dancernon a thin line tight rope edgenand I wish I had the answersnI would give them all to younIf I had a million wishesnI would wish them all for youn