The beauty of wings is that they offer freedom, every day anew again.
No rain, no wind, no cage can tie me to the ground
My mind sings fantasies songs and my memories soar
Nothing holds me back, not even the sweet clouds in the sky.
The beauty of wings is that they offer freedom, every day anew again.
No rain, no wind, no cage can tie me to the ground
My mind sings fantasies songs and my memories soar
Nothing holds me back, not even the sweet clouds in the sky.