If you could see past the shore,
You would know what I think
If you could hear the waves,
You would know what I think.
Remove your veil of obstinacy,
And look beyond the window.
If you could see through convention,
You would know what I think.
If you had faith in yourself as I do,
You could walk with me a while.
If you could see the colors I do,
You could walk with me a while.
If you want to touch the sky as I do,
Then your desires would come alive.
Then, in my next life,
We could fly together a while.
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