
Without you,
I would know not of the sky's benevolence;
The comfort of Cloud 9,
would have been a myth to me.
I was once a mere ostrich hatchling,
Dreaming of the day when I could prance into the blue,*
Frolicking with all the other birds...
I would know not of the sky's benevolence;
The comfort of Cloud 9,
would have been a myth to me.
I was once a mere ostrich hatchling,
Dreaming of the day when I could prance into the blue,*
Frolicking with all the other birds...
More than just the wind beneath,
you are my wings.
* "the blue" --> "the sky" ....the Sky is blue, yeah. lol
-em;
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