Music: Frank Wildhorn
Lyrics: Jack Murphy/Linda Eder

I started out the way most do
Running on imagination
Out into a world that I was sure I knew
Add a dose of reality
And a little desperation
I became a stranger in a stranger land

Wherever I go, whatever I see
I still can feel the child carry me
High on an ocean of innocence
'Cause somewhere between
The truth and the dream
There is a moment in time
When you can touch what you left behind

Across the water
Across the water
Across the water
On a little higher ground

And so it goes with everyone
We're not really all that different
The older that we get
It seems the less we know
We mortals all immortalize
After we apologize for
All the things we should have said
Or could have done

Wherever I go, whatever I see
I still can feel the child carry me
High on an ocean of innocence
'Cause somewhere between
The truth and the dream
There is a moment in time
When you can touch what you left behind Across the water
Across the water
Across the water
On a little higher ground

The way we were the dreams we had
Don't ever really die
They watch us from a distance
As we wave good-bye
But now and then a backward glance
Reminds us that there's still a chance
So we fill our sails and travel on
Across the water

Every day in every life
Is open to interpretation
Thinkin' about what might have been
Is a waste of time
I don't need to analyze
All my little contradictions
As long as I can find my way
Back home again

Across the water
Across the water
Across the water
On a little higher ground