| Who knows what tomorrow brings, |
| In a world, where few hearts survive, |
| All I know, is the way I feel, |
| When it’s real, I keep it alive, |
| The road is long, |
| There are mountains in our way, |
| But we climb a step every day, |
| Love lift us up where we belong, |
| Where the eagles fly, on a mountain high, |
| Love lift us up where we belong, |
| Far from the below, |
| Up where the clear winds blow. |
| Some hang on to «used-to-be», |
| Live their lives looking behind, |
| All we have is here and now, |
| All of our lives, out there to find. |
| The road is long, |
| There are mountains in our way, |
| But we climb a step every day. |
| Love lift us up where we belong, |
| Where the eagles fly, on a mountain high, |
| Love lift us up where we belong, |
| Far from the world below, |
| Up where the clear winds blow. |
| Time goes by, (time goes by) |
| No time to cry, (no time to cry) |
| Life’s you and I, alive, today. |
| Love lift us up where we belong, |
| Where the eagles fly, on a mountain high, |
| Love lift us up where we belong, |
| Far from the world below, |
| Up where the clear winds blow. |
| Love lift us up where we belong, |
| Where the eagles fly, on a mountain high, |
| Love lift us up where we belong, |
| Far from the world below, |
| Up where the clear winds blow. |