Circle of Desire

I want to go and find America
 Want to know it like I know the dusty backroads of my childhood home
 Want to sail around the world, just a boat and boy and girl
 Charting destiny in sand and foam
 And maybe we'll stop for a while on the coast
 And learn to make fine wine
 And maybe we'll jump on a plane and come home
 And sit right by the fire.
 Oh the circle of desire
 I want to be the kind of mom who puts the faces
 In the pancakes, and never takes a moment for granted
 I want to sow the seeds of love, hold my honey's hand and
 Watch them come alive, all the hopes that we planted
 Yet sometimes I see my life through
 single eyes, a wisp upon the breeze
 Following every whim I please
 So different but no higher
 In the circle of desire
 So much to do -- so much to find, a
 And with each choice so much left behind
 What is desire but a guide --
 To where we're supposed to be. .
 I want to build a great big ballroom
 And put my grand piano by the window, yeah I'll sing to the lilacs
 Want to overtip musicians and the waitresses
 And little kids selling lemonade on the sidewalks
 And maybe we'll find that we've made millions we can share
 Or we'll live simply, light as air
 But fueling every fire...
 Oh the circle of desire
 Ooh ooh ooh ooh, the circle of desire
 Ooh ooh ooh ooh, the circle of desire
 Ooh ooh ooh ooh, the circle of desire
 Every great journey begins with one bold step . .
 Into the circle of desire
 circle of desire