Tuesday, April 11, 2006

freedom

I want to be free,
Flying alone with the angels above,
In the air only me,
Flying alone and without love.

How much effort does it take,
To get off the ground
To fly into heaven,
Without turning around?

I wish I could leave,
And I'm soon going to go,
Waiting for the moment,
Where I'll be gone, don't you know.