Lyrics
Though its true I'm living with
Living with a traveling heart
A travelling heart,
Acknowledging the constant urge to explore and move
And it was yours you knew from the very start
Heart belonged to the listener from the beginning
And I have come to know your eyes
Recognizing the listener's eyes
When they're hiding
Noticing a hidden aspect in the eyes
Lost in the time that slowly cries,
Time passing slowly, expressing a sense of longing
Come on riding
Invitation to join in the journey
And 8 to 5 living, it ain't a lot less than alive
Working 8 to 5, a mundane existence, less alive
Knowing there's a dream calling out of
A dream calling from outside the routine
Your window
Emphasizing the dream beyond the window
And don't we really know when time
Awareness of slow-moving time
Is moving slow
Questioning the perception of time
And we all go on to nowhere
A collective journey leading to nowhere
And every hour to work you say , just wishing
Every working hour filled with wishes
Where have I gone today . well I've
Reflecting on the day's activities, gone fishing
Gone fishing
Engaging in leisure activities with a carefree attitude
With the sun in my eyes ond burning up
Experiencing nature with the sun and open skies
The skies and the river just watches me run.
The river observing the carefree run
Well its true I'm living with a
Reiteration of living with a traveling heart
Travelling heart,
Stating the initial ownership of the heart
But it was yours you knew from the very start
Emphasizing the recognition of the listener's eyes
And I have come to know your eyes
Repeating the theme of understanding the hidden eyes
When they're hiding
Reiterating the awareness of the hidden aspect
Lost in the time that slowly cries,
Time passing slowly with emotional resonance
"Come on riding" yeah yeah
Encouraging the listener to join in the journey
And all the stories you can read in the city
Stories in the city, urging careful observation
Look real hard between the lines, do you
Encouraging a close look between the lines
See me?
Prompting recognition of the narrator in the stories
Well the heart in my hand is slowing me
The heart in hand causing a slowdown
Down again
Acknowledging the impact of emotions on pace
And the river just a watches me run.
The river observing the narrator's run
Well the heart in my hands seems to slow
Repetition of the heart causing a slowdown
Me down again
Reiterating the influence of emotions on speed
And the river just watches me run. Aha.
The river as a silent witness to the journey
Comment