The northern winds have found their home   High above the timberline   But you and I were born to roam   To wander through the whistling pine      Once the summer evening dies   Our love will be of yesterday   One more glance into your eyes   Then we can laugh our love away      Someday you’ll find out who you are   Someday you’ll be more than just a shooting star      The road has claimed you for its own   To put your damage on display   With a steel guitar and a microphone   I hope that you’ll find your way   Someday you’ll find out who you are   Someday you’ll be more than just a shooting star      But you wouldn’t know it   ‘cause no one’s ever showed it, nobody showed it to you   but that doesn’t mean it isn’t true      Someday you’ll find out who you are   Someday you’ll be more than just a shooting star   And maybe then you’ll realize just how much you meant to me   And maybe someday…   You will be free