There
is a place I call my own
Where
I can stand by the sea
And look
beyond the things I've known
And dream that I might
be free.
Like the bird above
the trees
Gliding gently on the
breeze
I wish that all my
life I'd be
Without a care and
Flying Free.
But life is not a distant
sky Without a cloud, without rain
And I can never hope
that I
Can travel on without
pain
Time goes swiftly on
its way
All too soon we've
lost today
I cannot wait for skies
of blue
Or dream so long that
life is through
So life's a song I
must sing
A gift of love I must
share
And when I see the
joy it brings
My spirits soar through
the air
Like that bird up in
the sky
Life has taught me
how to fly
For now I know what
I can be
And now my heart is
Flying Free!
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