To Fly

When I was a child I dreamed of one day growing to be a bird,For to fly is freedom,I wished for wings to take me high enough to look down on truth,But I am born with these two feet and arms with a head full of dreams since my youthI decide to learn to fly anyway,For to love is to be one with the skies,I have seen the tops of mountains and soared through valleys,I have known drought and I have known rain,I have seen love end and seen it begin again,For to fly is freedom, and I will never fear having to learn to fly againThese wings will have me flying towards the horizon,chasing the sun, knowing my race is already won,for I continue to live, love and shine,may these blessed skies remain mine,I have fallen, and will fall,Yet I rise,For to fly is freedom