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