I love the feeling when we lift up, Lift up to the sky where I can see the sun,
Watching the world so small below, even I try to fly up but I fly so low,
I love the dreaming when I think of, to take out the pain to which I belong,
I see the safety in the clouds out my window, and wish I shouldn’t fall so low,
I wonder what keeps us so high up, is this the spirit or the zeal to fight back,
could there be a love beneath these wings, can give me the safety that clouds can’t give,
If I suddenly fall should I scream out, or keep quiet and cling my mouth,
Can I see out of these dark corridors, ora will stay here and cry my life whole,
Because
I’m crying I’m left for dying,
Am I frightened of dying?
Relax! yes I’m trying
These fears cannot get a hold on me yes, this fears can get a hold on me
I love the quite of the night time, when I feel the rusty air and some pinching sound,
When the sun in the deathly sea will rise on, I will see for a savior who can fight on,
I can feel my heart beating as I speed from, I will try to fly till the horizon,
Then sense of time catching up with me, will I try so much to catch up with the winds?
The sky set out like a pathway, and I will not live like the rest say,
But who decides which path I take, like they say or the way we make,
As people drift into a dream world, I will come out and will make my day,
I close my eyes as my hands shake and when I myself will see a new day,
I picture my own grave with lots of people and no words to say,
Cause fears got a hold on me, please let me go, I have to feel the way,
Because
I’m crying I’m left for dying,
Am I frightened of dying?
Relax! yes I’m trying
These fears cannot get a hold on me yes, this fears can get a hold on me.
Floating neither up or down I wonder when I’ll hit the ground,
When the earth beneath my body shake, I will not let the world take my place,
And cast your sleeping hearts awake, And make the picture you had said,
Could it tremble stars from moon light skies, could I reach the world and to the seventh sky,
Could it drag a tear from your cold eyes, that had get fallen me from that sky,
I live on the right side I sleep on the left, two life’s on the same bed,
That’s why everything’s got to be loved, it’s my life or its my death,
Because
I’m crying I’m left for dying,
Am I frightened of dying?
Relax! yes I’m trying
These fears cannot get a hold on me yes, this fears can get a hold on me.
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