Windows, to the world are what we're looking through   Who knows, if what we find is true   Seeing, is believing as some people say   Knowing, is to get a better view      For the windows of the world   Are never open all the way   And the voices of the past are not forgotten   Till you leave it all behind you   You will never see the day   'Cause your life is on the line      Tasting, of the wine of some forbidden fruit   Reaping, the sorrows that we sow   Reaching, to the stars will never bring us home   Teaching, what we really could not know      For the windows of the world   Are never open all the way   And the voices of the past are not forgotten   Till you leave it all behind you   You will never see the day   'Cause your life is on the line      Touching, we are moving to the things we feel   Trying, to be what we could never be   Turning, if we'd only open up our hearts   Yearning, for the things we cannot see      And the windows of the world   Are never open all the way   And the voices of the past are not forgotten   Till you leave it all behind you   You will never see the day   'Cause your life is on the line   On the line