Life

It flicked like a dying flame

Then before my very eyes you came

And entered our world

And you were born a king

It's too late

Welcome to paradise

It's too late

Yes you were born a king

It's loo late

Welcome to paradise

It's too late

Life

A million things for you to learn

But one by one those pages turn

Like history itself

But you were born a king

Your pale blue eyes and velvet skin

Fingertips and sideways grin

No photograph or microphone

Could capture your elusive tone

No waterfall or running stream

Could be so pure as your daydream

No china doll or crystal sphere

Comes close to you, my child so dear

In you I have a glimpse of faith

A love affair with outer space

A foothold on a mountain top

A passion there that never stops

No magazines radio or late night

TV monster show

Could entertain me more than you

I want you to know

That you were born a king

Welcome to paradise

Yes you were born a king

Welcome to paradise