作词 : Jarreau, Peterson
 Don't talk about religion
 Someone says I gotta run
 Quicksilver wing express, compresses time
 They'll put your keys and letters, in a capsule underground
 Your diaries and rosaries to find
 Tell me, can you see it?
 Would (won't) you run Johnny, run
 Tell them it's easy (you'll see it),
 When your heart is light and young
 Stepchild to lead us,
 The procession's begun toward that bright white oasis in the sun
 Don't talk about the weather
 Why the salmon didn't run
 We'll watch the children play, through filtered light
 The emerald green sequoias, just a statue made of bronze
 Like tapestries of dynasties gone by
 Tell me, can you see it?
 Would (won't) you run Johnny, run
 Tell them it's easy (you'll see it),
 When your heart is light and young
 Stepchild to lead us,
 The procession's begun toward that bright white oasis in the sun
 Tell me, can you see it?
 Would (won't) you run Johnny, run
 Tell them it's easy (you'll see it),
 When your heart is light and young
 Stepchild to lead us,
 The procession's begun toward that bright white oasis in the sun
 Bright white oasis in the sun
 In the sun…