What makes one day unlike another?
Along our way the winds of change begin to blow
they scatter what we know like pages of our scripted play
blown away

I took a flight down to Atlanta
Another day of travel, of sharing space with strangers
seldom re-arranges the way I know the world to be
from what I see

I saw you and you saw me
How music passed between us is a mystery
But there was a connection and it took me by surprise
a look of understanding in your eyes

I saw you and you saw me
what makes a little song become a symphony?
One heart finds its melody, another sings along
and all the walls between us are as fragile as a song

It's not the notes you play it's the ones left out
Not the words you say that speak what you're about
spill the insides out, and give the world a chance to share
the magic there

And so I reach for my guitar
And with my ape-like fingers commence to strum along
attempt to find a song, express the things that came my way
on that day

I saw you and you saw me
how music passed between us is a mystery
But there was a connection and it took me by surprise
a look of understanding in your eyes

I touched you and you touched me
what made our little song become a symphony?
One heart finds its melody, another sings along
and all the walls between us are as fragile as a song