Papa, Can You Hear Me? (A Piece Of Sky)
- Michael Crawford (1993)You are listening to the song Papa, Can You Hear Me? (A Piece Of Sky) by Michael Crawford, writer by Michel Legrand in album A Touch Of Music In The Night. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
It all began the day I found
That from my window I could only see a piece of sky
I stepped outside and looked around
I never dreamed it was so wide or even half as high.
Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you see me?
Papa, can you find me in the night?
Papa, are you near me?
Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you help me not be frightened?
Looking at the skies
I seem to see a million eyes, which ones are yours?
Where are you now
That yesterday has waved goodbye and closed its doors?
The night is so much darker
The wind is so much colder
The world I see is so much bigger
Now that I'm alone.
Can you hear me praying
Anything I'm saying
Even though the night is
Filled with voices?
I remember everything you taught me
Every book I've ever read
Can all the words in all the books
Help me to face what lies ahead?
The trees are so much taller
The night feels so much smaller
The moon is twice as lonely
And the stars are half as bright.
Papa, how I love you
Papa, how I need you
Papa, how I miss you
Kissing me good night.
I felt the most amazing things
The things you can't imagine if you've never flown at all
Though it's safer to stay on the ground
Sometimes where danger lies there the sweetest of pleasures are found.
No matter where I go
There'll be memories that tug at my sleeve
But there will also be
Mortal question, yet mortal belief.
Oh, tell me where
Where is this someone who will turn to look at me
And want to share
My every sweet-imagined possibility.
The more I live, the more I learn
The more I learn, the more I realize
The less I know.
Each step I take, papa, I've a voice now
Each page I turn, papa, I've a choice now
Each mile I travel only means
The more I have to go.
What's wrong with wanting more?
If you can fly then soar
With all there is, why settle for
Just a piece of sky?
Papa, I can hear you
Papa, I can see you
Papa, I can feel you
Papa, watch me fly.
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