Looking down from heaven on the beauty of the earth
Soaring here upon the wind, with the clouds that gave me birth
Wide and narrow wings are stretched across the great divide
That which parts me from the earth, restricts me to the sky

Silence reigns amid the heavens, quiet is the sky
I only ever hear the wind's soft and sorrowing sigh
Rising to a raging shriek when the storm comes loud
White wings carry me effortless above the storm-swept clouds

Lonely is the gap in which I am condemned to be
As I look up I see the stars gazing down on me
There is no compassion, pity, nothing in their gaze
Heartless they are and have been, and they will be all my days

Beneath my wings the clouds sweep by, formless, vague and white
Tinged with aching beauty as the dusk turns day to night
Glowing with new promise as the dawn turns night to day
That promise never comes to me, however hard I pray

When the clouds are thin, I sometimes think I see
Tantalizing hints of a world where I can't be
When I sleep I think I see, so clear now in my dream!
When I wake I remember that I saw the blue and green

The dream can last a long time or it may not last the day
However long it lasts, though, it always fades away
The dream is gone and I am left to cry and mourn alone
Accompanied in mourning by the winds constant moan

Wide and narrow wings are stretched across the sky
Tireless they carry me through the great divide
Forever I will sail amid the clouds that gave me birth
As ever I will look down on the beauty of the earth.