The sun may shine upon my face,
Birds sing all day long.
We're made to live in this perfect place,
We're made to sing life's sweet song.
But when despair grips my heart so frail,
Not even the birdsong will lift my soul,
And tears fall on my cheek, so pale,
I'm ready to end this life, so cold.
When i feel I'm ready to die,
It's the essence of the look in your eyes
It's you who gives the kiss of life,
It's you who keeps me alive.