| The sky is near, I’m burning in the heart of the sun |
| Where I am, my feet don’t move, they don’t run |
| But I ain’t yearning to be gone |
| Whenever this day will dawn, I will have |
| Left the ground |
| Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
| Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
| I will see the next one from a higher ground |
| However it will make things turn, I will have |
| Left the ground |
| Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
| Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
| And when all seems clear, I’m freezing in the ray of lights |
| Where I go my thoughts will shine again |
| But I ain’t yearning to be gone |
| Whenever this day will dawn, I will have |
| Left the ground |
| Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
| Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
| I will see the next one from a higher ground |
| However it will make things turn, I will have |
| Left the ground |
| Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
| Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
| Where I am, my feet don’t move |
| Where I go my thoughts will shine again |
| I will see the next one from a higher ground |
| However it will make things turn, I will have |
| Left the ground |
| Touch the skies, just like butterflies |
| Leave the thoughts behind, let the sun go blind |
| I will see the next one from a higher ground |
| However it will make things turn, I will have left the ground |