Underneath the power of the wings,
there's a rainbow flying on the wind.
Like we stand upon the power of the ground.
I can touch the sun every time when you're around.
As we fly over oceans over seas.
We sing the songs the heart could never reach.
Whats the meaning, when you never have found,
the sun I touched every time when you're around.
Being around again,
that's what my place will be for you my friend.
In times when the people try to be all they can.
We will be singin' a song,
of breaking through the heart and all it brings.
Underneath the power of the wings.
We can light a candle for whats been.
We can blame the people coz sinners win.
Is that the power of making this sound?
I must thank the sun, every time when you're around.
Submitted by walter at Mon 10 Apr, 2006 10:02 am