I know it never feels right to let go of the safety we're used to holding so tight
But there is a lion underneath these skies
Though love cries, love will rise... my, my, my heavenly
So fly me higher, higher, hope fill me, keep me here
Love lion, my, my...
So when I'm lonely or when I'm old, life is more behind me
All the stories have been told
I can fix my gaze up through the clouds
Where I'm gonna be, where I'm gonna be... my heavenly
My, my heavenly
My heavenly
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