He flies within our souls
he crawls beneath our hose
hes sitting next to us
hes laughing out his guits
he listing to us pray
while hes lieing there all day
he the wind that passes by
he the sun, the wind, and the chimes.
hes listing to our eyes cry
and trying to make them all dry8
hes the bird that flys in the sky
which is all day when he flies
where never alone
because hes right here at home
