Birds in the air, will I keep on hoping for myself
For many years I've been held inside this wishing well
I can't see anymore, I've tried to reason my life
I can't feel anymore, I find it hard to survive
And God will I see the day I will be free, I will be free
If somebody hears
Then I'm proud I've been a lucky one
But sometimes I fear it's been a waste
And the worst is yet to come
I can't give anymore everything's been taken away
And the ones I adore keep getting farther each day
God let me believe the day I will be free, I will be free
Can you see me at all, do you care to understand?
Can you hear me at all, will you turn your eyes again?
God let me believe the day I will be free, I will be free
