Bridges (Travessia)

I have crossed a thousand bridges In my search for something real There were great suspension bridges Made like spiderwebs of steel There were tiny wooden trestles And there were bridges made of stone I have always been a stranger And I've always been alone There's a bridge to tomorrow There's a bridge from the past There's a bridge made of sorrow That I pray will not last There's a bridge made of coulors In the sky high above And I think that there must be Bridges made out of love I can see him in the distance On the river's other shore An his hands reach out in longing As my own have done before And I call across to tell him Where I believe the bridge must lie And I'll find it, yes I'll find it! If I search until I die When the bridge is between us We'll have nothing to say We will run through the sunlight And he'll meet me halfway There's a bridge made of coulors In the sky high above And I'm certain that somewhere There's a bridge made of love