Look to the Rainbow - Al Jarreau

On the day I was born,

Said my father, said he,

I’ve an elegant legacy

Waiting for ye.

Tis a rhyme for your lips

And a song for your heart,

To sing whenever the world falls apart.

Look, look, look to the rainbow.

Follow it over the hill and stream.

Look, look, look to the rainbow.

Follow the fellow who follows a dream.

Follow the fellow, follow the fellow,

Follow the fellow who follows a dream.

'Twas a sumptuous gift bequeathed to a child.

Oh, the lure of that song

Kept her feet running wild.

For you never grow old and you never stand still

With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next hill.

So, I bundled me heart and I roamed the world free.

To the east with the lark

Tow the west with the sea.

And I searched all the world and I scanned all the skies.

But I found it at last in my own true love’s eyes.