My child said to me, "What am I gonna be when I get older?"
And then suddenly two little men appeared upon my shoulders
And a wave of sadness blanketed my body
Like transparent wings of angels
Though some dreams are out of reach
Even while we teach, we learn
If you stare too long at closed doors
You'll surely miss the portals that are open
'Cause the pain comes not in what you are
But rather in the things you shy away from
You can't take back the things you haven't done
Have no fear in things to come
Try to practice what you preach
Even while we teach, we learn
I took a walk along McLean, and
I swear I saw the Virgin Mary laughing
She looked at me with some disdain
And said, "The things you want the most just ain't worth having."
And that same old sense of duty reared its head
As I reached out for forgiveness
These commandments we beseech
But even while we teach, we learn
Even while we teach, we learn
Even while we teach, we learn