From the recording Coming Home
Seventh track from the Coming Home album
All Instruments and Lead Vocals by Philip George
Background Vocals by Susan George
Lyrics
Here We Are
See the door open, in we go
Never knowing what we don’t know
Surprised to see anyone
Just being here can make us one
Is it just imagination
It’s all ways never clear
And was it our expectation
To find ourselves here, or there
Or any where
Where ever we go
Here we are
We ride with the flow
And drift, so far
Away, Away
Then we wonder, why did we go
Would’ve been safer to say no
But now and then, once in a while
Our questions fade and we smile
Is it just imagination
It’s all ways never clear
And was it our expectation
To find ourselves here, or there
Or any where
Where ever we go
Here we are
We ride with the flow
And drift, so far
Away, Away
Leave it alone,nothing to fix
That was then, this is this
Was what it was, is what it is
And it will be, when it is
Is it just imagination
It’s all ways never clear
And was it our expectation
To find ourselves here, or there
Or any where
Where ever we go
Here we are
We ride with the flow
And drift so far
Never need to know
How near or far
Away, Away