Lyrics

C F C / F C G
Here I go again, chasin that horizon.
To where the rainbow starts after the storm.
F G C F / F G C
They say I’m an old soul, but I got no recollection,
Of anyone I could’ve been but me before.

E F / C G
Is it the gypsy in me that likes to travel?
The sailor called by sirens to the sea?
E F / F G C
Are my fingers of the potter, laughter of the fool?
Whoever I am, I am and that’s just me.

Here I go again, chasin that horizon.
To where the rainbow starts after the storm.
They say I’m an old soul, but I got no recollection,
Of anyone I could’ve been but me before.

I can hope to be the lover like the queen of hearts,
Adored and loved by every heart that beats.
Does my spirit echo stories of the vagabond?
Walking along on some forgotten street

If you’d like to come along on this adventure,
I’m hitching my wagon to that star
Singin songs and telling stories of reflection
It’s where I’m from that’s carried me this far.

Don’t get me wrong I’m givin it my everything,
Life on the road ain’t without it’s lonely nights,
Every night I entertain to me it’s worth the price I pay
All this way to be with you here tonight.

Here I go again, chasin that horizon.
To where the rainbow starts after the storm.
They say I’m an old soul, but I got no recollection,
Of anyone I could’ve been but me before.

©Rachel Sedacca 2015