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What I would give to be up in the sky

Flying high over the clouds

How I would love to be able to fly

To break through these cold, damp shrouds

I want to be able to fly someday

To look down upon where I've stood

I wish a cool breeze would take me away

A strong hand, lift me up if you would?

But I don't think that I can fly on my own

At least not yet anyways

I need someone else who's already flown

To help me fly through these days

A strong hand to help hold the stick in place

Strong legs to keep my rudder straight

A sharp mind to read the signs in my face

A strong heart to pull me through my fate

Please, my spirit needs to be lifted far

Away from this sinking monotony

Point me towards a shining star

That creates a bright blue effigy

How could I be free this day?

When something isn't around

How could I ever fly away?

When my wings have yet to be found...

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 15, 2010 ⏰

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