Reach-recorded by Orleans (blue-eyed soul!) in 1975.
Sometimes, I stop and wonder
Why I can't let myself enjoy
The space I'm in, and all the wonderful places I've been.
My eyes are on the future; I can't think about the past.
My aspirations always exceed my grasp.
You've got to reach
a little bit higher
When the light within becomes a fire
Hey, hey, whoaa-you've got to grow
You've got to reach a little bit higher
to get a hold of all that you desire
Stretch your soul and you'll never grow old.
When the habits of a lifetime
become a painful cage,
and you want to break out,
but you don't know how to change.
Well you may have a vision,
or you may have a friend,
Who will come to you
and say these same words again.