martes, 9 de marzo de 2010

Wishing to fly

I go out for a walk recalling everything
Mom´s words “You got to make your way!”
Dad´s words “Beware if you go alone!”
In each little change I´m always who lose
*I don´t feel freedom and I can´t fly, can´t fly*
I stare at the sun and I think I have to
I have to touch the sun just once

*Chorus

My mother is afraid when I do anything
And my father is always ready to attack anyone
I´m sitting home all alone staring at the window
Seeing through little birds that fly away
And I can´t follow them, then I cry
I cry by myself wishing to fly

*Chorus

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