Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
The early light is breaking
The morning sun is waiting in the sky
And I think I'm gonna break away
And follow where the birds of freedom fly
I need to give, I need to live
For the world is slowly turning
And the lights of love are burning in my eyes
CHORUS :
Caravans, oh my soul is on the run
Overland, I am flying
Caravans moving out into the sun
Oh I don't know where I'm going
But I'm going
Wish I had the wisdom
To find some simple words to make you see
The things that mean a lot to you
Don't always seem to mean a lot to me
I need to breathe, I need to leave
When the sands of time go drifting by
I may be on my own
But I'll be free
CHORUS