I believe I can fly I believe I can touch the sky Spread my wings and fly away I believe I can soar I see me running through that open door I can fly (I can fly) If I just believe it, there's nothing to it I believe I can fly hoo I think about it every

Time stood still On the olive hill Once upon a lighting horse Riding through the universe Shedding light upon a thousand doors On his back the prophet sat Open-eyed not looking back 'Til they reach the sacred land There upon a golden square

I would always open up the door Always looking up at higher floors Want to see it all give me more (rise, rise up) I was always up for the making changes Walking down the street and meeting strangers Flipping through my life turning pages (rise, rise up)

Imi gdonios riios rijiaspe toutias The mountains trembled When the Antumnos' doors opened wide The ancient one stepped forth To bring to justice the grim tyrants A withered-skinned old man Divine Logos upon him His words alike the arrows in his quiver We

She kept the hotel key Slipped it in her purse I guess it makes her think of me And that night we left our hearts on our sleeves and the clothes all over the floor We both know we can't open the door no more Well it was down some street we couldn't even

The door's open wide Come in from out of the rain So you stare Call it despair, baby Don't you care I'm on the square about you Let's have a try It maybe that you're my guy

I believe I can touch the sky Spread my wings and fly away I see me running through that open door I believe I can fly If I can see it, I can do it If I can see it then I can do it If I just believe it, there's nothing to it I believe I could fly Think

I slam the door in my own face again To see if I will ever change the feeling I separate from my body Simply just lost in my mind If I walk and find a stone Break it open to find my own gold Making riches out of nothing There is one thing, the way it's

Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you thinkin' the same thing I'm thinkin'? Up and down in your direction Are you openin' doors to your feelings? I keep lookin' And I feel you watchin' too Ooh, it's gettin' so hot in here, ooh I keep makin' it

Would you, would you, give your They'll never thank me for opening doors But they ain't even thank Jesus when he died on the cross Cause your spirit is ungrateful Bitches is so hateful, I remain a staple My career's been the pinkprint When I retire, tell