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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
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
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
Translate to:
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
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
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