Some hang on to "used to be"
The road is long,
there are mountains in our way,
But we climb them a step every day
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry on a mountain high,
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world we know,
up where the clear winds blowTime goes by- No time to cry- Life's you and I- Alive, today.
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