All the minutes that we take
wondering ’bout the past and lie in bed awake
al the failures that we make
matters less if we could all just go accept
we are all there is and all ther’ll be tonight
we carry on as one
we’re all there is, we have to try
the fundamental faith must stay alive
fly on high and dream of me
fel the madness beneath you wings, im barking up you tree
fly along and all you will see
just a fragment of what our life could have been
We are all there is..
The clock is ticking for us
Time is passing for us
holding on to what whe think is right
its a final warning
forgotten in the morning
do you hear me in you sleep
All the minutes that we take..
© 2003 Winn Nielsen