I See,,The sweetness,,That's so kind It Fills,,The air,,That fills ,,The mind The close,,Wind brings,,A dream to me We can be,,With feeling,,So free And love is there,,Everyday,,Every year I see ,,The sweetness,,And i hide So don't hold back,,It's a golden mind Its a freddom,,We can win,, No man,,Can hurt,,Or better with sin Christ will win,,The tide is high We look above,,The miracle,,The sky