turning in my climb i looked down on a lake and traced upon the water there i saw your face and sang in recollection of the times we shared... then pushed on ever upward to the sky up up up to heaven up up up forever up up up to heaven up up up forever
one perfect morning i was all alone listening to the blaze of summer drifting i was falling i was floating in a golden haze breathing in the sky blue sounds of memories of other days
and in my dreams i was a child flowers in my mouth and in my eyes and i was floating through the colours of a sky up to the stars and angels
up up up to heaven up up up forever up up up to heaven up up up forever
and in my dreams i was a child flowers in my mouth and in my eyes and i was floating through the colours of a sky up to the stars and angels
up up up to heaven up up up forever up up up to heaven up up up forever
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To The Sky
turning in my climb
i looked down on a lake
and traced upon the water there
i saw your face
and sang in recollection
of the times we shared...
then pushed on ever upward
to the sky
up up up to heaven
up up up forever
up up up to heaven
up up up forever
one perfect morning i was all alone
listening to the blaze of summer
drifting
i was falling
i was floating in a golden haze
breathing in the sky blue sounds
of memories of other days
and in my dreams i was a child
flowers in my mouth and in my eyes
and i was floating through the colours of a sky
up to the stars and angels
up up up to heaven
up up up forever
up up up to heaven
up up up forever
and in my dreams i was a child
flowers in my mouth and in my eyes
and i was floating through the colours of a sky
up to the stars and angels
up up up to heaven
up up up forever
up up up to heaven
up up up forever
THE CURE
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