The Corrs - No Frontiers

If life is a river
And your heart is a boot
And just like water baby, baby
born to floot
And if life is a wild wind
that blows way on high
And your heart is Amelia,
dying to fly

Heaven knows
no frontiers
and I've seen heaven in your eyes

And if life is a ballroom
in which we must wait
Around the man with his fingers
on the ivory gates
Where we sing untill dawn
of our fears and our fates
And we stack all the dead man
in self adressed crates

In your eyes faints
as the singing of a lark
But somehow this black night
feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us till the day
when fear will loose it's grip
And heaven has it's way
Heaven knows
No frontiers
and i've seen heaven in your eyes

And if life is a rough bed
of brambles and nails
And your spirit's a slave
to man's whips and man's jails
Where you thurst and you hunger
For justice and right
And your heart is a pure flame
Of men's constant night

In your eyes faints
As the singing of a lark
But somehow this black night
feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us till the day
when fear will loose it's grip
And heaven has it's ways
And heaven has it's ways
When all will harmonise
And you know it's in our hearts
The dream will realise
Heaven knows
No frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
Heaven knows
No frontiers

And I've seen heaven in your eyes....


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