To Fly
When I take flight,
will it be by day or night?
Will you see me,
even if I am right in front of thee?
To fly like an angel I would be,
loving you and flying very free.
I would like to fly,
fly into the bright blue sky.
I will be there when you cry,
I will help to dry your tearful eye.
As an angel I would want to fly and flee,
loving you and flying with glee.
Then praying on one knee,
under the flowering pink spring tree.
I do not know if you can see me,
I will be with a big yellow bumble bee.
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