Here I start another day 
Standing up to what I pray 
Here I sing another song 
While the fear is growing strong 
Don't know where I'm going 
Among the people throwing 
Flowers at my feet with no one giving it 
Straight into my arms 
When the trees are soughing sad 
And the breeze is blowing cold 
Make the most of what you've got 
Sound the tears and paint them gold 
Charm the lover off the cloud 
Smell the magic left untold 
Through the mist I see the light 
Slowly fadng off my sigh 
All I need is just a little sleight of hand 
To take my head out of the sand 
Again the sinking feeling 
See the shadows stealing 
Pickings of my childish faith in life 
Straigt from my hands 
When the trees...