Phoenix In the Wind

Phoenix In The Wind
My dreams have died
Now I bow my head to sigh

Night is when I cry
Day is my rebuilding time

Too young to die
Too old to ask why

Now’s my time to fly
That’s why I have to try

I’m a phoenix in the wind
Flying towards the setting sun
To escape my sins
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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