| Through the clouds | |
| A nice surprise | |
| To see the twinkle returning to your eyes | |
| I searched my head | |
| For some old spark | |
| Fell around the place, stumbling in the dark | |
| And when I feel the skies will never clear | |
| You remind me spring is near | |
| How you sparkle, how you shine | |
| How you rise above the sky | |
| And you rise, and you rise | |
| Through the crowd | |
| I catch your eye | |
| Takes me back again, when we were getting high | |
| I searched my head | |
| For some old spark | |
| Fell about the place, fumbling in the dark | |
| And when I feel the skies will never clear | |
| You remind me spring is near | |
| How you sparkle, how you shine | |
| How you rise above the sky | |
| And you rise, and you rise | |
| And nothing in this world could make me love you less | |
| But shadows often leave perfection in a mess | |
| Oh my love, oh my lord | |
| Oh my love, oh my lord | |
| How you sparkle, how you shine | |
| How you rise above the sky | |
| And you rise, and you rise |