In the morning when I rise
little children ask me why,
why I don't sing my songs again.
Just like an eagle flying high
beyond the clouds to free his mind
of a world he left behind.
In my heart I sing
melodies of pretty things.
Listen and you'll hear my songs again.
I am young and I am old.
Take my heart, take my soul.
I'm here again, here again
to be with you.
Like the river runing wild
my heart is yearning and I wonder why
I'm seeing visions
of a life I've never seen.
Like showers bless the night
to fill the home of ????
So my dreams will never go astray.
Like a breath of spring
little children
it's for you I sing this song
just to free your mind.
I am young and I am old.
Take my heart and take my soul.
I'm here again, here again
just to be with you.
Gone are the days of many lonely nights.
Oh, I found a world
called Paradice.
I am yound and I am old.
Take my heart and take my soul.
I'm here again, here again
to be with you. (2)
To be with you.
Just to be with you.
Here again.
Just to be with you.