The face of an angel of the purest kind
Stolen from Earth well before his time
His little life lost has opened our eyes
His power to touch so many of our lives
Under blue skies with no trace of a cloud
But the tears of spring come falling down
Under blue skies with no trace of a cloud
But the tears of spring come falling down
The depth of love behind a mother's touch
The depth of pride behind a father's eyes
The depth of sadness within us all
His sacrifice, our wake up call
Under blue skies with no trace of a cloud
But the tears of spring come falling down
Under blue skies with no trace of a cloud
But the tears of spring come falling down
The world will never know who you could have been
The world will never see you marry your queen
The world will never watch you fulfil your dreams
But the world shall know your name
Under blue skies with no trace of a cloud
But the tears of spring come falling down
Under blue skies with no trace of a cloud
But the tears of spring come falling down
Falling down, down, falling down, down