The boy in the window looks out He see the world gone mad, but he's not sad One day he's going to work it all out One day he's going to tell us what its all about And the way he looks at me Is the way that I see you And the way he looks at we Is the way I want the world to be The waters run deep as the ocean is wide The ebb and flow the undertow The waters run deep as the ocean is wide But one day he will reach for the other side The endless days of childhood we can give too you But nothing last forever The story will be told as the years unfold Your life is what you make it if you try The boy at the window looks out He sees the rainbows end, and we pretend That the color of the future is gold That the pattern of the hours is tail and toll The world is as we see but what we seek cannot be How can we understand what we hold in our hand As it is what we know has no place in the flow It is right at the heart of the tale and before In the end for the end is no end When he carries the flame of our name And our seem and our need and his future is ours Like the hours of the clock that is ticking, ticking away The endless days of childhood we can give too you But nothing last forever The story will be told as the years unfold Your life is what you make it if you try