Plans, all those intricate plans left like gloves on the railings, slipping through your hands, Clouds, those impossible clouds are gathering now, Soar like a love song that stutters, lifelong, unsung Soar like a swallow that circles, lifelong, unsung and it's all in your head, and it's all slipping through your hands... Soar like a love song that stutters all lifelong and life is your love song, unsung Soar like a love song, yes life is your love song, unsung