Saturday, October 09, 2010

The Boy In Me

Rainbows
sung by Mark Winkler
music by David Benoit (based on his song, "If I Could Reach Rainbows")


When I was a boy I could do anything
I could climb up a tree or fly kites on a string
In the night by the light of fireflies
And run with the wind right by my side
Oh, how I loved the wind

Now I never had the impossible dream
And I guess I outgrew wanting gossamer wings
But I'd look at a rainbow in the sky
Wonder about the other side
Oh, how I loved to dream

But I've gone and grown up, I'm a man
And the world didn't turn out like I planned and thought it should
But I've still got some dreams to come true
Now if only they would
Surely I could
Reach me a rainbow

Years tend to pass without telling you why
And the days chip away at your dreams from inside
And the things that you thought you'd always do
Run out of time ahead of you
Oh, how the years can fly

But I've gone and grown up, I'm a man
And the world didn't turn out like I planned and thought it should
But I've still got some dreams to come true
Now if only they would
Surely I could
Reach me a rainbow

Deep in my heart lives the boy that I knew
Though his eyes aren't as bright
His dreams are still new
And at times in my sleep, from time to time
Smelling the mud and dandelions
Just like I remember when I used to dream
If I only could reach rainbows.


The boy's still there; I'm still in touch. He's very much alive when I read or write, or during those rare times when I muster enough courage and gumption to step onto the tennis court again and, for a few minutes at a time, am able to play like that boy once more. And he's very, very much alive whenever I play with my own kids. :D

6 Comments:

Blogger Dominique said...

Is it your birthday?

2:55 PM  
Blogger pgenrestories said...

@Dominique: Nope. My iPod was on shuffle and the song came up. It's been a pretty long time since I heard it, but it always makes me pause, especially now that I'm old. ;-)

8:54 PM  
Blogger Dominique said...

Never old, my friend, never old. ;-)

9:53 AM  
Blogger pgenrestories said...

@Dominique: :)

9:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I emailed Mark Winkler once saying how I liked this song, and requested for the lyrics years ago. Gladly he obliged.

Sadly though I lost the email and my lyrics copy. That's why I was able to Google this. =)

I have a correction though:

From: "And at times in my sleep, from time to time"

To:"And he tugs at my sleeves from time to time"

The image is much more beautiful. =)

--barny

5:47 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

"sleeve" or "sleeves", not sure.
--barny

5:50 PM  

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