There's no veils on my brothers' shutters
There's no opal around my fingers
Nor cathedral to hide my prayers
Just a little gold around my voice
I walk the roads and I walk the borders
I feel, I listen, I learn, I see
Time drips along the time zones
I take, I give, did I have a choice?
That's how my hours go by
To the stubborn beat of my heart
From summer flames I fly to dark winters
From autumn rains to Indian summers
Frozen lands to the driest deserts
I come and go, the world's mine
I live on notes and I live on light
I spin to your shouts, your hands
Life sweeps me into the heart of all its mysteries
I see my tomorrows in your eyes
That's how my hours go by
To the stubborn beat of my heart
I walk the roads and I walk the borders
I feel, I listen, I learn, I see
Time drips along the time zones
I take, I give, did I have a choice?
I get the blues from answering-machine beeps
I take the pain in airports
I live love miles away
And happiness on my phone
That's how my hours go by
To the stubborn beat of my heart
That's how my hours go by
To the stubborn beat of my heart