Barbra Streisand - Where Is It Written? lyrics
[Barbra Streisand - Where Is It Written? lyrics]
Prayer god, our merciful father
I'm wrapped in a robe of light
Clothed in your glory
That spreads it's wings over my soul
May I be worthy amen
There's not a morning I begin without
A thousand questions running through my mind
That I don't try to find the reason
And the logic in the world that God designed
The reason why a bird was given wings
If not to fly and praise the sky
With ev'ry song it sings
What's right or wrong where I belong
Within the scheme of things
And why have eyes that see
And arms that reach
Unless you're meant to know
There's something more?
If not to hunger for the meaning of it all
Then tell me what a soul is for?
Why have the wings unless
You're meant to fly?
And tell me please, why have a mind
If not to question why?
And tell me where-
Where is it written what it
Is I'm meant to be that I can't dare
To have the chance to pick
The fruit of ev'ry tree or have my share
Of ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?
Just tell me where, tell me where?
If I were only meant to tend the nest
Then why does my imagination sail
Across the mountains and the seas
Beyond the make-believe of ev'ry fairy tale?
Why have the thirst if not to drink the wine?
And what a waste to have a taste
Of things that can't be mine?
And tell me where-
Where is it written what it
Is I'm meant to be that I can't dare-
To find the meanings in the
Mornings that I see or have my share-
Of ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?
Just tell me where- where is it written?
Tell me where- or if it's written anywhere?
I'm wrapped in a robe of light
Clothed in your glory
That spreads it's wings over my soul
May I be worthy amen
There's not a morning I begin without
A thousand questions running through my mind
That I don't try to find the reason
And the logic in the world that God designed
The reason why a bird was given wings
If not to fly and praise the sky
With ev'ry song it sings
What's right or wrong where I belong
Within the scheme of things
And why have eyes that see
And arms that reach
Unless you're meant to know
There's something more?
If not to hunger for the meaning of it all
Then tell me what a soul is for?
Why have the wings unless
You're meant to fly?
And tell me please, why have a mind
If not to question why?
And tell me where-
Where is it written what it
Is I'm meant to be that I can't dare
To have the chance to pick
The fruit of ev'ry tree or have my share
Of ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?
Just tell me where, tell me where?
If I were only meant to tend the nest
Then why does my imagination sail
Across the mountains and the seas
Beyond the make-believe of ev'ry fairy tale?
Why have the thirst if not to drink the wine?
And what a waste to have a taste
Of things that can't be mine?
And tell me where-
Where is it written what it
Is I'm meant to be that I can't dare-
To find the meanings in the
Mornings that I see or have my share-
Of ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?
Just tell me where- where is it written?
Tell me where- or if it's written anywhere?