Текст: Sarah Brightman. Why.

Why, why don't we try?
Like the wind, we'll learn how to fly again
To reach heaven, we'll drown our sorrows
Feel the fury coming down on you, baby

Lying on the heart of a baby
[Incomprehensible] on a vision of blue

Tell me why
Those innocent lies
Tell me why
The mystery of love is to live

Live and let live
Break the chains and try to forgive me now
For the fortune on the wings of an eagle
And our hearts lie in the hands of an angel

Dreaming on the wings of an eagle in yellow
Sitting on a mountain top

Tell me why
Those innocent lies
Tell me why
The mystery of love is to live

Those innocent lies
Tell me why
The mystery of love is to live

Maybe you could try
Maybe I can try
Maybe they could try
Maybe we should try

Tell me why
Those innocent lies
Tell me why
The mystery of love is to live

(Maybe you could try)
Those innocent lies
Tell me why
(Maybe I can try)
The mystery of love is to live

(Maybe they could try)
Those innocent lies
Tell me why
(Maybe we should try)
The mystery of love is to live