Two men sit and talk their life stories theyre   grown men sitting under beds weeping like   children one that cant even believe a word anybody tells them      that man   turns to his friend in desperation   explain what you see right from your window pane   alright says his friend at fifteen years strong   cause he knows that man will never walk again      i see blue birds you know what they are right   well they flying outside   i see sunshine from afar   hiding the rain thats in your heart   i see love in the mothers eyes   children playing outside   sister   it wont be long      it wont be long my friend,   my friend, my friend 2x   oh yeah it wont be long      two years past just in the same religion   five minutes of a day lit a spark in that mans eyes   ought to hear the joy coming from him is different   soon found his time was justified      but one morning the nurse who came to dress that painter   found nothing but the colours of his heart and mind   spread lay down across the bed in which came accustomed   he passed on in the night      chorus      all alone   moving to his old friends bedside   he asked to see the view of which he spoke   all he sees is a wall made of brick   and all this time   he didnt know his friend was blind      so dear friend, wherever you may be up high   i thank you for the joy you give to me all the time   someday soon i'll meet you on the other side   and just a week   that man had closed his eyes      they see blue birds they know what they are now   sure theyre flying outside   they see sunshine from afar   showing the love within their hearts   they see love in the mothers eyes   children playing outside   they know now   theyve arrived   it wont be long      it wont be long my friend,   my friend, my friend 2x   oh yeah it wont be long      i know   youre looking down on me now