Some people look as if they're born to fly Never need to try; it's right there all the time. Others look as if they just have to wait Call it luck or fate; the makers were unkind. Spirit of water, here is the night, Spirit of water, here comes your night. But in the light of day, I see it flying all my way It's just, it's just in reach, It's brighter than the eye can teach It's like a wind behind my sail. It's lifting the veil. I remember standing on some distant hill, Fighting with my will; it's hard just to survive And when the morning comes I'll take my fill, And if I need to kill, don't mock me if I cry. Then in the light of day, I see it flying all my way It's just, it's just in reach, It's brighter than the eye can teach It's like a wind behind my sail. It's lifting the veil. And I can really see it out there. And I can really see it out... there!