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...
