To fly is what I want to learn
To fly like birds like you
To see the world differently
To see it from your view
The fear of falling keeps me close
It keeps my soul, my will
I cannot breathe, I cannot think
It wants me keep still
The wind strokes my cheeks
And starts to talk to me
He whispers: Jump, you can fly
Jump and you will see.
The fear of falling keeps me close
It keeps my soul, my will
I cannot think, I cannot breathe
It wants me to keep still
Little bear, listen please, listen to your heart. Little bear, please believe, listen as a start.
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