No ceiling

Comes the morning when I can feel,
that there's nothing left to be concealed.
Moving on a scene surreal,
No my heart will never, will never be far from here.
Sure as I'm breathing, sure as I'm sad;
I'll keep this wisdom in my flesh.
I leave here believing more than I had
and there's a reason I'll be,
a reason I'll be back.
As I walk the hemisphere,
I've got my wish to up and disappear.
I've been wounded, I've healed.
Now, for landing I've been, landing I've been cleaned.

Sure as I'm breathing, sure as I'm sad;
I'll keep this wisdom in my flesh.
I leave here believing more than I had,
this love has got no ceiling!