Time To Fly
A few months later
and it's all the same
I'm still holding on for hope
but I know it's not there
I paint this picture
hoping one day it'll be complete
But it's time to let you fly, boy
because the lines just don't meet
You keep passing me by
while you give me words of hope
I see through the open window
there's so many ways to fly
I still wish for once
you'd look my way
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