The buildings reach up to the sky. The traffic thunders on the busy street. The pavement slips beneath my feet. I walk alone and wonder who am I? I close my eyes and I can fly. And I escape from all this worldly strife, restricted by routine of life, but still I can't discover who am I. I long to wake up in the morning and find everything has changed, and all the people that I meet don't wear a frown. But every day is just the same. I'm chasing rainbows in the rain. All the dreams that I believe in let me down. Maybe I'm reaching far too high, for I have something else entirely free, the love of someone close to me, unfettered by the world that hurries by. Um, to question such good fortune, who am I? I long to wake up in the morning and find everything has changed, and all the people that I meet don't wear a frown. But every day is just the same, I'm chasing rainbows in the rain. All the dreams that I believe in let me down. Maybe I'm reaching far too high, for I have something else entirely free, the love of someone close to me, unfettered by the world that hurries by. To question such good fortune, Who am I?