Ab                                                                            Ab7
There's not a morning I begin without a thousand questions running through my mind
             Ab                                                           Fm
That I don't try to find the reason and the logic in the world that God designed
           Ab/Eb           Gm D   Gm
The reason why, a bird was gi-ven wings
          C7                                 Fm   C  F
If not to fly, and praise the sky with every song it sings
                Fm               Bb              Cm     G  Cm    B+   Eb/Bb   F/A   Ab   Eb   Bbm   Eb
What's right or wrong, where I belong within the scheme of things
             Ab                                                                              Ab7
And why have eyes that see and arms that reach unless you're meant to know there's something more
          Ab                                                           Fm
If not to hunger for the meaning of it all then tell me what a soul is for
             Ab/Eb               Gm    D  Gm
Why have the wings unless you're meant to fly
            Eb7                              Fm  C    Fm
And tell me please why have a mind if not to question why


[Chorus]
            Bbm                                Eb
And tell me where, where is it written what it is I'm meant to be
             Ab                                  Db
That I can't dare to have the chance to pick the fruit of every tree
           Bbm                           C
Or have my share of every sweet imagined possibility
             Fm     Eb      Ab
Just tell me where, tell me where


[Verse 2]
          Ab                                                       Ab7
If I were only meant to tend the nest then why does my imagination sail
           Ab                                                          Fm
Across the mountains and the seas beyond the make-believe of any fairy tale
             Ab/Eb            Gm    D   Gm
Why have the thirst if not to drink the wine
           Eb7                                  Fm    C  Fm
And what a waste to have a taste of things that can't be mine


[Chorus]
            Bbm                                Eb7
And tell me where, where is it written what it is I'm meant to be
             Ab                              Db
That I can't dare to see the meanings in the mornings that I see
           Bbm                           C
Or have my share of every sweet imagined possibility
             Fm                 Eb               Fm
Just tell me where, where is it written, tell me where
   Db9                 Ab
Or if it's written anywhere