Up in the skyblue and clearthere's a guywho's flyin' highHe's got eagle's wingsHe's dressed in whiteso sparkly and brightI'm down herereaching for Him..
What's this?It's not what it looks like?I doubt it.No, I'm not staying.Watch me roll away...I came home last nightto a little frightnever did I though..
Timethe thing we could never get backit's the sound from a clock we call a chimeTime, it can't get any slowerbut sure can get fasterit's driving me cr..