4 acessos
flying like a free bird
worries never known
drifting in my own world
the clouds i call my home
all the space i care for
borders out of sight
the sun is taking over
reflecting my eyes
never mind me dreaming
some of you may know
far behind the sad face
there´s fire growing slow
hard to keep on smiling
when life has come undone
hope is no illusion
the seed of good to come
look at me now
i have done allright
it sure would be nice
had i wings to fly