• flying high,
    high in the sky where noone can can touch me,
    the sky the one place i can be and noones there,
    the dream come true,
    but...
    why is there noone here?
    why is there no room to move?
    my wings are gone, my life in a circuit,
    one,two,three,four
    one,two,three,four
    every day, every night, every evening,
    ha i laugh,
    they try to put me down,
    they say i cant do it here,
    i have to go there,
    i say fine, i need to do something there,
    there mad, im fine, leaving with a smill,
    im in a cage that can be broke and have open doors,
    i stay in it,
    i leave till the right time,
    and i fly to the heaven,
    i fly to fast till the end is there i have to go to the end for if not then i have no were to go,
    i do it all agean the next day