Lyric

Without anything special beginning to start

Without waiting for a spark to ignite my heart

Drifting in the river where the hours go by

Aware that I am swept beneath the open sky

Spring in the gentle breeze, so soft and so clear

Summer in the blinding light when the heat is near

Because I still can feel them, the pulse and the core

I must still be living, just as I was before

Without being noticed by anyone at all

Without even trying a name to recall

Standing in the middle of the crowd on the street

Aware that I am standing on my own two feet

Autumn in the lonely moon, silver and cold

Winter in the frozen night, stories left untold

Because I still can feel them, the chill and the glow

I must still be living, more than I will know

Not that every dream is going to come true

Not that I am begging for a love that is new

I know that human hearts are fragile and thin

Fickle as the changing tides where we’ve always been

Tears for the longing for a day yet to come

Smiles for the meeting when the waiting is done

Because I still can feel them, the joy and the ache

I must still be living, for the feeling’s sake

Still feeling

Still breathing

The wind, the sky, the moon, the night