looking back across the water
to my house upon the shore
turning ’round and ’round again
to face the open air
bewildered by the here
and the what is over there
kicking up the surface
then giving back again
how far out can I reach
without failing in
’cause I can’t walk on water
standing on my pier upon the ocean
captured by the notions of possibility
manufacturing reality
alone as I seem I am among you
if I call out will you walk on water
will you walk on water
I guess I’ll never find the puff-the-magic-dragon side
unless I ride my ship of dreams across the swirling tide
I stare into the chaos that’s ahead of me
frustrated with the path that I have chose to see
like an arrow shot
my dreaming eye is caught
by the distant shores returning
to just an inch behind
’cause I can walk on water
standing on my pier upon the ocean
captured by the notions of possibility
manufacturing reality
alone as I seem I am among you
if I call out will you walk on water
will you walk on water
just a little ways out
just a little ways in
if I was making a bridge this is where I would begin
but I wouldn’t have stopped here
if I call out will you walk on water
will you walk on water
leaps of faith must suffer the weight of hopes
but then the undertow pulls strongest
to the ones that we have been
will you walk on water