If ever a boy,
Stood on the moon
All the heavens would call them angels 'round
Stop the tears from troubled skies...
From
Falling... falling... falling
If ever the river could,
Whisper your name,
Would the choices you made still... be the same?
Like a flower that dies from angry rain
... Why do we hurt
Ourselves?
Where is the love...
That lets the sunlight in to start again?
The love... that sees no colour lines
Life begins, with love,
So spread your wings and fly,
Guide your spirit safe and sheltered,
A thousand dreams that we can still believe...
If ever a boy,
Stood on the moon,
Carrying all of his treasures from the stars,
To a rainbow which leads to where we are
Together we chase the sun
Where is the love...
That lifts my brother's voice,
To the skies
The love
That answers a mother's cry
Life begins, with love,
So spread your wings and fly,
Guide your spirit safe and sheltered,
A thousand dreams that we can still believe...
A boy stood on the moon...
The ancient souls can still discover
A thousand dreams that we can still believe
That we can still believe
We can
Still believe
We can still believe...