(Lisa-Catherine Cohen/David Hallyday)

How many moments ? Tell me, what precious time
Fell through your fingers like sand ?
Love turned away from what untended fire
Died in the palm of your hand ? Now you understand, you're

High, high, up high enough to dream.
There are places yet undreamed of, your heart so yearns to go
When you fly high, high, up high enough to see.
There are roads that lead you nowhere and roads that lead you home.

You've slain the dragon, it was you all the time.
You've touched the power of love.
All of the pieces falling in place
Seeing all you've become worthy of through the eyes of the dove, flyin'

High, high, up high enough to dream.
There are places yet undreamed of, your heart so yearns to go
When you fly high, high, up high enough to see.
There are roads that lead you nowhere and roads that lead you home.

(Guitare solo)

Through the eyes of the dove, the eyes of a dove
Through the eyes of the dove 'cause you are

High, high, up high enough to dream.
There are places yet undreamed of, your heart so yearns to go
When you fly high, high, up high enough to see.
There are roads that lead you nowhere and roads that lead you home.
Yeah high, high, high
There are roads that lead you nowhere and roads that lead you home.