• When I look at the sky above
    My brain begin's to race
    I find myself dreaming of outer space

    Then I see the robin's flying in the air
    and i wish that i could do the same thing
    Just fly with out a care,a bird of the wings

    Flying with out a sound and soring through the air
    finding a new thrill and forgetting the one's i can not bare

    But then I look down and see my feet
    I was just running with great speed
    To bad I wasn't flying to the greatest of highths
    But I will make my dream come true
    I will fly