A wild, wild sky, a wild, wild sky
People are leaving the squalor
To fall laughing into the water
Fences and tumble down bridges surround and divide
I wait no longer to go from rags to riches
I am in love, I am in love with a feeling
We wait too long to go from rags to riches
They're leaving the houses and fires
And wandering into the daybreak, I learn as I go
The sticks and the stones, our broken promises
I wear a coat of many colors, of many colors
We find the waiting country
From rags to riches, I go from rags to riches
The sticks and the stones are your broken promises
I wait no longer, I go from rags to riches
The sticks and the stones are your broken promises
And starting out