It was late we were driving home in the rain. I thought I saw something flying across the two-lane. It was white like an angel - or like curse. There and gone in a second in front of us. In our house all the trophies are gathering dust. All the things we remember - but only just. We won't need them anymore. Chorus:. Once we were lost but we can be found. On the Orange Tree trail on the roads heading south. Standing in the sun in the fields of grain. Will you still love me when everything is changed?. In the shadows of the mountains we were watching the sky. Hale Bopp flying motionless out across the night. You turned to me and said with a smile. Everything these days seems to be some kind of sign. No one cares anymore where you've been. So you find a quiet place to shed that old skin. You won't need it again. Chorus:. Once we were lost but we can be found. On the Orange Tree trail on the roads heading south. Standing in the sun in the fields of grain.