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I have a good life but it seems like a jail
I’m always thinking Oh won’t someone pay my bail
Oh if only there was room to spread my wings
I’d fly outside to where the wind sings
Free as the birds in the sky
Flying over mountains high
Free as the wind in the trees
Oh what would take to be free
I’m sitting there, just a person
Yeah I’m sitting there with no choice of my own
And as I’m sitting there I wonder what it would be like
To be free, to be truly free
Free as the birds in the sky
Flying over mountains high
Free as the wind in the trees
Oh what would take to be free
I look at the sky
And I wonder why
Why that I’m destined to be what I am
Why can’t I change
Why can’t I be what I want to
I’d be myself but I don’t really know what that is
The wings of a bird
They seem to hold, all my dreams and hopes
I look at the sky
And I wonder why
Why I can’t soar
Why I can’t live any more
Than the confines of my life
One day
I promise myself
I will spread my wings and go
Go to freedom, love and life
Go to life without all strife
Go where every thing is free
Free as the birds in the sky
Flying over mountains high
Free as the wind in the trees
Oh what would take to be free