soaring, flying through the air
going someplace yet nowhere
hair is whipping round my face
where am I? what is this place?
I cannot see,where must I be?
am I really truly free?
cannot stand, cannot sit
take me where it is you see fit
last I knew I was with you
but can this place also be true?
or am I just imagining
what I wish you were feeling?
I am with you right here right now
I’m out of time. now take a bow