Jigsaw - Robin Trower

At the center of the universe or on the street without a name

All the pieces will fit together just the same

Darkest day or the brightest sky or burned a little by the flame

All the pieces will fit together just the same

Rest into another dawn reaching for a spotlight game

Then lead onto, onto a life of constant rain

Whether in a time of gifts or colors turning pale

Some must go astray while others shall prevail

Taking one bolder step may not be free of pain

But all the pieces will fit together just the same

All the pieces will fit together just the same