Break me my bounds, as I’m born to fly,
Through the clouds, like a bird in the sky;
Hold my hand and I’ll take you there,
Over the mountains, and the river passing by.
Above the ocean, past the seas,
Through the woods and meadows green,
Blue and bright, and a moon at night,
Let’s picture the sky with all our dreams.
Come with me, the life awaits,
In our own starry world, high and high;
Be the white feathers in my wings,
And never ever let my valor die.
Let your love be my inducement,
Fill in my veins and set me free;
Close your eyes and take the fall,
Just trust my love and fly with me.
PS – why do they call it 'falling in love'… when it’s more like flying..?
