TORMENTED SOUL
TROUBLED MIND
TRAPPED IN A CAGE WITH SHACKLED WINGS
STRUGGLING AGAINST THE TIDE

PRISONER OF EMOTION, PRISONER OF FEAR
A CAPTIVE OF WHAT LIFE BECOMES
ONCE TIME TURNS INTO YEARS
STILL ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE IF YOU BELIEVE

YOU WILL FLY AGAIN, YOU WILL FLY AGAIN
YOUR JEWELS STILL HAVE THEIR SHINE
IF YOU TRY AGAIN, YOU WILL FLY AGAIN
MY EAGLE IN THE SKY……

SOMEWHERE WITHIN
THROUGH A CRACK, YOU CAN CATCH A GLIMPSE
A FLICKER IN THE DISTANCE OF A DARKENED LIGHT
OF A DREAM THAT ALWAYS IS

LEFT STANDING IN THE CORNER OR SITTING ON A SHELF
MUTE WITHOUT A VOICE TO SPEAK
THERE’S A SILENT SCREAM FOR HELP
STILL ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE IF YOU BELIEVE

YOU WILL FLY AGAIN, YOU WILL FLY AGAIN
YOUR JEWELS STILL HAVE THEIR SHINE
IF YOU TRY AGAIN, YOU WILL FLY AGAIN
MY EAGLE, MY EAGLE IN THE SKY

DOWN HERE ON THE GROUND
IT ALL SEEMS SO IN VAIN
WHEN YOU’RE CRYING OUT IN PAIN, CALLIN’ ON HIS NAME
LOOKIN’ UP, PRAYING FOR CHANGE

YOU WILL FLY AGAIN, YOU WILL FLY AGAIN
YOUR JEWELS STILL HAVE THEIR SHINE
IF YOU TRY AGAIN, YOU WILL FLY AGAIN
MY EAGLE, MY EAGLE, YOU’RE AN EAGLE
YOU WILL FLY, EAGLE IN THE SKY…..