Upon my knee,I know that I,
can never again,touch the sky,
broken down,too weak to fly,
but in my dreams,I know that I,
have your heart to lift me high,
upon your wings we touch the sky,
without you,I know that I,
would turn to stone and start to cry,
left alone my heart would die,
as one lone tear drops from my eye,
I feel your love,so I must try,
to once again learn to fly,
to see the sun and touch the sky,
within my soul,I know that I,
have your heart to lift me high,
I feel your love,so I must try,
upon your wings we touch the sky…