A Pair of Wings
Last night I had a pair of wings in my dreams.
I was free and brighter and than any sun beams.
It was amazing, flying with the butterflies.
I wish I never had to open my eyes.
I hope one day that you will have the eagle's view.
Nothing in this life could be more true.
I've got to touch that magic sky.
Someday we'll get to see the angle's high.
I can't wait until the sky glues my eyes close.
Then you get to feel how your wings grow.
Reborn in this place, free in the air.
Flying swiftly without a single care.
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