Get me wings, I want to fly
In the clouds, with birds, stretching my arms wide
Leaving selfish desires, I am so high
Close eyes, hold hands, you can rely
Greeny dreams, we’ll catch’em in the sky
Unfolding misty rabies, worth to try
Free your soul get flow as winds go by
I want to feel how it is, being high
Take my body, take my will, let me fly
Will I shine like stars when I die?
Stop and see, wondering, these stars even cry
And no one cares about why
Want to fly, seriously I want to fly
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