Pulse

There is a song under the water
there is a song above the sky
there is a song deep inside her
but she can't place a reason why

There is a song under the ceiling
there is a song above the roof
there is a song that calls a feeling
he says that this song is his proof

Its the song of rhythm
the song of passion for our souls
its the pulse of your breathin
its the melody that starts when you make us whole
and we are your creation
breathless with anticipation
sing your song
sing of your love
sing it strong
under and above

There is a song under the night time
there is a song above the day
it is the reason and the rhyme
it keeps the timing of our praise

There is a song under our eyes
there is a song above our heads
Its the wonder of your skies
and the remedy of the dead

Its the song of rhythm
the song of passion for our souls
its the pulse of your breathin
its the melody that starts when you make us whole
and we are your creation
breathless with anticipation
sing your song
sing of your love
sing it strong
under and above