Today I'm feeling sad

Why do I look to the sky?

Nothing would be the same

The mindset tries to get by

Tomorrow's another face

Depending on the unknown

Sleep is the enemy

Accepting the good with the low

Accepting the good with the low

Time will heal the open wounds

But the heart will always decide

How the soul will be moving on

and to live with the ones left behind

High above or below the Sun the spirit seems to be fine

Time will heal the open wounds

But the heart will always decide

Today I'm feeling it

Why do I think I can fly?

Everything is in place

Nothing seems in decline

What day is irrelevant

Untouchable to the bone

Now levitate again

Accepting the good with the low

Accepting the good with the low

Time will heal the open wounds

But the heart will always decide

How the soul will be moving on

and to live with the ones left behind

High above or below the Sun the spirit seems to be fine

Time will heal the open wounds

But the heart will always decide

Live for a reason

The young ones will fly

Joining their moment in time

The wounds are still healing

But that feels alright

Even the night has a light

Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo

Time will heal the open wounds

But the heart will always decide

How the soul will be moving on

and to live with the ones left behind

High above or below the Sun the spirit seems to be fine

Time will heal the open wounds

But the heart will always decide