Sometimes I wonder what I am doing here,
I look for sunlight among clouds of fear,
feels like am living in a world of lies,
while all around i hear the silent cries,
this lonely planet that we all live on,
i believe it is meant to be a home,
i look for love but i am so afraid,
when people see me will they turn away,
i just cant fake it no i cant pretend,
should I give up the battle in the end,
or do i dare step outside of me,
look in the eyes of everyperson i see,
and take their hands as they reach out to me
as they reach out to me,,,,,,,
We are called to be one,
born to shine and be free,
and just like grains of sand held in times own hands,
we all play a part in history
under the surface we are the same,
all fragile children playing fragile games,
all searching for the world we always dream,
we need each other like the hair we breathe,,
and so i dare to step outside of me,
look in the eye of everyperson i see,
and take there hands as they reach
out to me, as they reach out to me,,,,
We are called to be one born to shine and be free,
and just like grains of sand held in times own hand,
we all play a part in history
we are grains of sand, held in times own hand
, wave upon the sea dancing endlessly,
we are shining stars, that is what we are, we are
galaxy, we are Symphony,
we are