is how all this came to be
You and me, a kind of free,
Just us three, a kind of free,
All I'd to know is what it is that makes some
is that mace that gives me wings to fly?
We'll find an endless place, and I can't let go,
no, no, cause it's destiny
God's grace, there's no oth er place for me to be,
so don't you go, no, cause it's destiny
Oh, I'd like to know just what it is that makes
some things the way they are
is the maze that gives me wings to fly?
Come on, let's keep flyin',
keep flyin', baby, baby, baby
Come on, let's keep playin'
In question is how all this came to be,
you and me, a kind of free, it's destiny.
I look around and I like everything I see,
just us three, kind of free, it's destiny.
I like to notice what it is that makes some
It's the face that gives me wings