there is a time for flying like an eagle

there is a time for falling like a stone

but if you stop dead

take a look around

maybe you'll watch the seasons flow

and then you'll finally know



as the atmosphere rolls away

though appearances stay the same

you can't fly twice in the same patch of sky

you won't find rest till you're ready to change



there is a time for walking on the water

there is a time for drifting out to sea

but if you stop dead

take a look around

one day you'll find you're back on land

and then you'll understand



as the atmosphere rolls away

though appearances stay the same

you can't fly twice in the same patch of sky

you won't find rest till you're ready to change



one day you'll find you're back on land

and then you'll understand



as the atmosphere rolls away

though appearances stay the same

you can't fly twice in the same patch of sky

you won't find rest till you're ready to change



it's over my head

it's over my head

but if you stop dead