I hear the woman like a song dancing down a long corridor Reminding me I belong where I am I see the singing in the rain/ the rhythm at my windowpane Reminding me I belong where I am There is a light in the silence of loving things And when I look in my baby's hopeful eyes It's like the sound just before ever morning horizon Light comes to life It's like a magnet of loving sound turning me rightside down Keeping my two feet firmly planted on the ground Reminding me I belong where I am.