Take Me High - Cliff Richard, David MacKay, The David MacKay Orchestra

once there was a time

when evrything was in its place and simply fine.

When no one bothered counting all the tears one cried in vain

For in the morning

more than likely one would shine again

Take me high

love

Take me high

Take me back to where I’ve been

Take me high

love

Let me fly-y love

In the skyways I once knew

Take me back to the days

when I was truly never alone

Take me high

love

Take me home.

Once there was a hill

once there was a tree

once there was a bird

who spread its wings and flew

To places we imagine so much brighter than our own

Yet when the summer sun and returned our feathered friends

came home.

Take me high

love

Take me high

love

Take me high

love

Take me home.

Take me high

love

Take me home.