I want wings so I may fly
So, I may flea
Does the bird enjoy flight
I want wings so I may be free
So, I may see the world
But I cannot become what I am not
I would trade lives with a bird
I want wings so I may flea from my burdens
So, I may flea from what hurt me
But would running ever be enough to escape the past
To undo what has been done,
Would my past always chase me
Even if I could fly like the eagle would my past not haunt me
I want to be free of the shackles that my past has created around my feet
But even if I could fly would it be enough