And up above me its the same old sky
   Be it blue or be it grey
   And more do I wonder
   What goes on behind
   Every passing day
  
   The voice of reason is seldom heard
   But fear and ignorance have their say
   I need more than ever
   To hear a kind word
   With every passing day
   Every passing day
  
   But the more I see
   The more I feel
   The more I need
   To know for sure what is real
  
   Every passing day
  
   And the more I see
   The more I feel
   The more I need
   To know for sure what is real
  
   What is real?
  
   And from the pavement flowers grow
   From the shadows children play
   I'm feeling stronger
   In my heart I know
   With every passing day,
  
   Every passing day