Fly - Revised Edition

Standing on a tower, more than three hundred feet As she watched a movie of her life The rain falls, and she smiled a sad smile She spread her arms like wings Tears still falling, but she wanted to fly Closing her eyes, she lift her head high Stakes are too high Cannot stand on her feet Breathing, but with no life She's undead with fake smile And at night when she breaks, she would grasp for her wings She forgot she was human, she forgot she can't fly How she wanted to fly! More than thousand feet high Never walk on her feet And explore her whole life Maybe then she could smile She would look for those wings She'd been hoping for wings For she wanted to fly Yearning for sugar high Be swept off of her feet Oh, she longed for that life Where she can freely smile But it's hard just to smile Left with dull broken wings Even worse than a fly And no chance to get high With her two broken feet Can't escape in this life. No one cares for her life Every day's a fake smile And they pulled out her wings Screaming "Girl, you can't fly!" She let out a sigh, "Is it bad to aim high?" "I will show them," she says, as she ran on her feet Life, now hanging, more than three hundred feet She wears a real smile while she stood way up high Spread her arms just like wings, took off--and fly.