Besedila: Linda Eder. Across the Water.

I started out the way most do, running on imagination
Out into a world that I was sure I knew
Add a dose of reality and a little desperation
I became a stranger in a stranger land

Wherever I go, whatever I see, I still can feel the child carry me
High on an ocean of innocence 'cause somewhere between
The truth and the dream, there is a moment in time
When you can touch what you left behind

Across the water, across the water
Across the water, on a little higher ground

And so it goes with everyone, we're not really all that different
The older that we get, it seems the less we know
We mortals all immortalize, after we apologize for
All the things we should have said or could have done

Wherever I go, whatever I see, I still can feel the child carry me
High on an ocean of innocence 'cause somewhere between
The truth and the dream, there is a moment in time
When you can touch what you left behind

Across the water, across the water
Across the water, on a little higher ground

The way we were, the dreams we had, don't ever really die
They watch us from a distance as we wave goodbye
But now and then a backward glance, reminds us that there's
Still a chance, so we fill our sails and travel on across the water

Every day in every life is open to interpretation
Thinkin' about what might have been is a waste of time
I don't need to analyze all my little contradictions
As long as I can find my way back home again

Across the water, across the water
Across the water, on a little higher ground