Birds in the air, will I keep on hoping for myself   For many years I've been held inside this wishing well      I can't see anymore, I've tried to reason my life   I can't feel anymore, I find it hard to survive   And God will I see the day I will be free, I will be free      If somebody hears   Then I'm proud I've been a lucky one   But sometimes I fear it's been a waste   And the worst is yet to come      I can't give anymore everything's been taken away   And the ones I adore keep getting farther each day   God let me believe the day I will be free, I will be free      Can you see me at all, do you care to understand?   Can you hear me at all, will you turn your eyes again?   God let me believe the day I will be free, I will be free