If I Could Fly

 If I could touch the sky

I would see the light

I could be so bright 

I will be a star 

Even through the stormy weather

I will go further 

I can see victory

My name in history 

Let me tell my story

It’s not so holy

But made for the glory

Failed through mountains

Failed in fountains

It’s the old days 

I am for the new ways 

Where dreams don’t fadeaway 

Where we always find a way 

Giveaway your honor

And lose your power

I am in fire 

Chasing desires 

Losing hours 

It’s the price for freedom 

It comes with wisdom 

To build my own kingdom

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