Soaring high on the wind Like the birds flying free in the sky I don’t have wings but hey I still can dream about all of the places I would go if I could only make them real
Going – Going – Going – Going on!
Within my dreams, you see The world is painted differently It’s really unlike reality Where nothing ever goes my way
Within this heart, I’m holding There’s a spring overflowing I’ll brush away all the haze that may come my way
Nothing can hold me down ‘Cause the dream I see is Crystal Clear
This is it! This is it! I can’t wait to give this feeling a name Every emotion filling me with
So much happiness I feel like I might cry
Soaring high on the wind Like the birds flying free in the sky I don’t have wings but hey I still can dream about all of the places I would go if I could only make them real
Going – Going – Going – Going on!
Sometimes I can’t help but see The things I’m lacking desperately I know that it’s not right to compare Myself to everyone around
But now all those thoughts are a blur Because I have found the answer No, I don’t care, cause there’s nothing left to compare Hidden in me there is something here that only I can do
Is this love? Or a dream? I don’t know them well, it’s all new to me What do they look like, shape and color? I don’t know where even dreams and wishes come from?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
