

Folded napkin in my hand
Staring out across the land He asked if I was heading home
I said I'm flying back alone (mmm)
Somewhere above the clouds,
the sun is shining bright
We carry all our heavy hearts into the morning light
It changes shape, it fades away,
but never really dies Somewhere above the clouds,
under open skies
He smiled and said,
I lost mine too
Back in nineteen-eighty-two
You learn to live beside the space
You learn to love the fading face
Somewhere above the clouds,
the sun is shining bright
We carry all our heavy hearts into the morning light
It changes shape, it fades away,
but never really dies Somewhere above the clouds,
under open skies
Watching the morning light break through (ooh)