Words and Music
©1999 B. Brubaker

Cast off the shackles
     That confine you
Cast off convention
     It's all that binds you
Face the voice
     That screams inside you
Face the choice
     Our dreams await you
Run from the past
     That's all behind you
Run to the one
     Who's come to find you
Take this chance
     You know it's right
Take my hand
     It's time for flight

We've been here before...
And you know that's true
You were made for me
And I was made for you... let's get it right this time

Feel the weight fall
     From your finger
The hour is late Love
     Please don't linger
Leave the rules
     They have no place here
Leave those tools
     to those who live in fear
My motor's runnin'
     And yeah, the tank is full
This day was comin'
     We always felt its pull
So come with me
     Our universe awaits
Just bring your love
     We'll leave the rest to fate