We're links in a chain, birds on a wire
We're grapes on a vine, voices in a choir
We're specks on a map, pebbles on a shore
We're leaves in a wind.
We're keys to a door
Maybe someone dreamed us out of shadow,
Someone dreamed us out of light
Maybe someone dreamed us
Some long-ago night
We're shapes in a cloud, ticks of a time
We're tricks of a trade, words of a rhyme
We're tears on a cheek, shells in the sea
Letters in the mail, we're arms of a tree
Refrain
Travellers in the ark, whistlers in the dark,
Children in the park, together we huddle in the storm
Every shape and form, keep each other warm
And aren't we lovers lost and found
Wandering round and round,
Wondering where we're bound?
We're scenes from a play, fingers on a hand
We're bends in a road, we're notes in a band.
The folly of age, the wisdom of youth.
The winter of lies, the summer of truth
Refrain
Variations on a simple theme
Maybe we are only part
Of someone's dream