Songtext zu 'Where Is It Written?' von Barbra Streisand

Prayer
God, our merciful Father
I'm wrapped in a robe of light
Clothed in your glory
That spreads its wings over my Soul
May I be worthy
Amen

There's not a morning I begin without
A thousand questions
Running through my mind
That I don't 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 ev'ry song it sings
What's right or wrong
Where I belong within the scheme of things

And why have eyes that see and arms that reach
Unless you're meant to know there's 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 you're 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 I'm meant to be
That I can't dare
To have the chance to pick the fruit of ev'ry tree
Or have my share
Of ev'ry 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 be 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 ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?
Just tell me where-
Where is it written?
Tell me where-
Or if it's written anywhere?