Free

Free

Let me fly. I just want to fly.
To fly so far, so far beyond the sea.
To fly so high, so high over the clouds.
To fly, to fly and be free.

Let me run. I just want to run.
To run so quick, so quick and flee.
To run so naive, so naive and fool.
To run, to run and be free.

Is the sky the limit? It is not.
Is the sea my stop? I hope not.
Is the road easy? Not sure.
Am I ready? Since I was born.

Then fly, then run. Be free.
You fall, you try again, that is the key.
You get hurt, you get up and go on.
Quit whining, never fall in your knee.

They say there is a rainbow.
There is no such thing.
The reward is in your mind, it is called pride.
It is more precious than you can think.

I can now fly, I can now be free.
I can now run, I can now flee.
But I got only wings, but I got only legs.
Will you be my road? Will you be my wind?