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