Letras
Standing on the ground
Where so many feet have stood
Ooh, if only you could see them
The ones whose books you've read
Whose pictures hang upon your walls
Ooh, who've felt the things you're feeling
So what you do (what you do)
Is up to you
The words you use (are nothing new)
Are nothing new
It's just the way you rearrange them
I've been talking to the angels
No mirrors, no magic spells
A gathering of angels
That everyone can see
You are given what you borrow
Till it's time for you to lend
Ah, the answer to your seeking
There's really no beginning
And there really is no end
Ah, just different ways of being
I've been talking to the angels
No mirrors, no magic spells
A gathering of angels
That everyone can see
What you do is up to you
The words you use are nothing new
What you do (what you do)
Is up to you
The words you use (ah)
Are nothing new
What you do, what you do, what you do's up to you