When i look up at the sky I see birds fly by 
Real high, real high they fly by
With wings they sore 
With flight they climb
They chirp and sing as they glide
Up in the sky way up high 
In a happy bliss they sway 
In the trees they lay
When I look up at the sky I see birds fly by 
Real high, real high thy fly by

My eyes were made for seeing
Not to cry
My lips were made for kisses
Not for your pleasure
My hands were made to me held
Not to be pushed away
My heart was made to be whole
Not to be broken
I was made for you
But aparentaly you were not made for me

When time passes we fall in love
We float in search of flight
Out of dreams we fall to sleep
Wondering of what is to come

As they tell you that time will heal
Time doesn't not feel
It comes and goes but it leaves no hopes and it takes none either

Time is time
But we cannot buy it
We only live by it

Then u realize that time is pointless
And u start to pase your self for tomorrow
Because tomorrow is tomorrow and forever to come

Light it up show it around
Say you love it and take it to town
Hold it tight,it's yours now

As the smoke quietly floats around
You start to feel warm
Nothing to do but make sure marry goes round

Up and down it goes
Up and  down it flows

Beat,beat,beat goes the drum
The heart quietly lerking in the shadows
Time paces and the day will come
Siting waiting listening to the echos
Beat, beat,beat goes the drum
How does it feel the drummer boy says
Soundly and coldly you feel  destroyed
Listening as the drum plays
Left feeling empty and broken hearted
Beat, beat, beat goes the drum