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