Music: Michel Legrand
Lyrics: Alan and Marilyn Bergman
Premiere: 1983
PRAYER
God, our merciful father,
Im wrapped in a robe of light,
Clothed in your glory
That spreads its wings over my soul.
Maybe I be worthy
Amen.
Theres not a morning I begin without
A thousand questions running through my mind,
That I dont try to find the reason and the logic
In the world that God designed.
The reason why
a bird was given wings,
If not to fly and praise the sky
With every song it sings.
Whats right or wrong,
Where I belong
Within the scheme of things...
And why have eyes that see
And arms that reach
Unless youre meant to know
Theres something more?
If not to hunger for the meaning of it all,
Then tell me what a soul is for?
Why have the wings
Unless youre meant to fly?
And tell me please, why have a mind
If not to question why?
And tell me where-
Where is it written what it is
Im meant to be, that I cant dare
To have the chance to pick the fruit of every tree,
Or have my share of every sweet-imagined possibility?
Just tell me where, tell me where?
If I were only meant to tend the nest,
Then why does my imagination sail
Across the mountains and the seas,
Beyond the make-believe of any fairy tale?
Why have the thirst if not to drink the wine?
And what a waste to have a taste
Of things that can't he mine?
And tell me where, where is it written what it is
I'm meant to be, that I can't dare-
To find the meanings in the mornings that I see,
Or have my share of every sweet-imagined possibility?
Just tell me where- where is it written?
Tell me where-
Or if it's written anywhere?
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