Let me fly, and swing along the line;
hold me tight, or I’ll say goodbye. Catch me slyly, or I am the master of the sky;
give me hope, and let the air carry me —
I know my heights, but the limit is the endless sky.
Let me fly, and swing along the line;
hold me tight, or I’ll say goodbye. Catch me slyly, or I am the master of the sky;
give me hope, and let the air carry me —
I know my heights, but the limit is the endless sky.
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