Going Far

Every day, I’ve always approached my glass window
Just thinking about the possibilities beyond
While holding my champagne glass with my right hand
And concealing my left hand out of sight
I am ready to make the decisions of my life
The busy streets of New York below
Scattered like the complexity of the human mind
The shades of blue of the unlimited sky above
Expanded like the imaginations of our wildest dreams
As I take a look at the sparkling stars
I can smile because I know I’m going far