Plans, all those intricate plans,
Left like gloves on the railings,
Slipping through your hands.
Clouds, those impossible clouds,
Are gathering now,
Soar like a love song,
That stutters lifelong unsung,
Soar like a swallow,
That circles, lifelong unsung, (?)
And its all in your head,
And its all in your head,
And its all in your head,
And its all slipping through your hands,
Soar like a love song,
That circles all life long,
Yes, life is a love song unsung (x2)
And its all in your head,
and its all in your head,
Soar like a love song,
That stutters all life long,
Yes life is your love song,
Unsung.
