I see it all; it's all so clear
And the picture is in my mind
I can take a photograph
Or I can tell you what it's like
Well, the days they move so slow
But my mind it moves so fast
Through corridors of ideals
Through platforms of smiles and tears
I'm so proud of you
Well I hope that I don't act
In such a way that you can't handle
When I look into your eyes
I see the pain but a well-lit candle
And the fire that still burns
And the pride that still yearns
For the days we stand amongst the beauty of nature's touch
I'm so proud of you