Naturally - Rob Cavestany

There comes a time in life

That one must face alone

Leave the past behind

Enter the unknown

Move on toward the light

That guides the weary soul

Let the wings take flight

Let the rhythm flow

Naturally

Like a river

Like the sea

Like the wind

What lies ahead tomorrow

Within the crystal ball

Happiness or sorrow

Rise above or fall

Move on toward the light

That guides the weary soul

Let the wings take flight

Let the rhythm flow

Naturally

Like a river

Like the sea

Like the wind

Naturally

Like a river

Like the sea

Like the wind

Naturally

Like a river

Like the sea

Like the wind