I can't rub the dream from my eyes
I lie awake in the night
with my thoughts and their white knuckle grip


we have just a few years of time
to sort out a reason and rhyme
between curtain calls and hospital trips


it comes like a whisper
like warmth after winter
or a song that's familiar
and new all at once


do you sense the tension in your heart
can you feel the knowing growing inside
that heaven is closer to us than it seems
don't fear the questions in your mind
don't fight the longing deep in your eyes
hope is the shadow of what we can't see
we will find out who we're meant to be


we, we're just refugee souls
with black and white pictures of home
that fade like the years we've gone by


life seems so haphazard and strange
but if the whole world is a stage
then we're living out the storyline


it comes like a whisper
like warmth after winter
or a song that's familiar
and new all at once


do you sense the tension in your heart
can you feel the knowing growing inside
that heaven is closer to us than it seems
don't fear the questions in your mind
don't fight the longing deep in your eyes
hope is the shadow of what we can't see
we will find out who we're meant to be


(who are you meant to be)
(who are you meant to be)
it comes like a whisper
(who are you meant to be)
(who are you meant to be)
like warmth after winter


it comes like a whisper


do you sense the tension in your heart
can you feel the knowing growing inside
that heaven is closer to us than it seems
don't fear the questions in your mind
don't fight the longing deep in your eyes
hope is the shadow of what we can't see
we will find out who we're meant to be