I recall as a kid. I`l be out playing ball,
and would spend the whole day outside.
Didn`t need much to have a good time,
just a little, imagination, out there.
Lived in a boat. I lived in a camper,
grew up in many different countries.
A gypsy life far away from the system,
My father chose the harder road,
out there, out there.
Life`s an endless search for the truth,
but as long as we`re looking, we`ll be
doing fine
One can tell the tree by it`s fruit, and
ever if it goes sour, there`s a next
season coming.
Today I`m a man with a family of my
own, and there are many choices to be
take. Sure I`ll fall, but I`ll stand right back
up, and keep on searching, for the
truthful way, is out there, is out there.
Life`s an endless search…
If we have come this far we`ll make it.
If we have come this far you`ll see.
If we have come this far we`ll make it,
make it eventually.
If we have come this far we`ll make it.
If we have come this far you`ll see.
If we have come this far. If we have
come this far we`ll make it.
Life`s an endless search…
It`s out there.