Flying

I’ve flown too high on borrowed wings Woman flying through sky, side view-1761303
beyond the clouds where angels sing,
of happy memories in a three chord beat,
Up there its all empty down there’s all tears
nobody here but me,
there’s something in song that makes me ache
a feeling I can not shake,
the light of the future is fading fast
the dark of the past is dragging me back,
so borrow some wings
and turn on my light
forget the past
and we’ll just fly.

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