What are we made of?
Can we know what we will be?
What are the chances?
I can find, a better path,
better life, a better me.

What are we made of?
Is it written in the sand..
Where are we sailing?
To a strange, and plesant land,
Take my hand and sail with me..

What are we made of?
If you think you know the answer,
Turn around - think again.

What are we made of?
Just for this moment, take your life
Into your hands - you'll decide.

What you are made of,
What it is that I can be?
Think again - my friend,
Turn around - think again...