A little sweet, a little sour. A little close, not too far.
All l need, all l need.. ..all l need is.. ..to be free.
lt's close enough to touch.. ..but disappears, like a mirage.
Woven of dreams, warm as a sweater.. ..beyond the white clouds.. ..is my world.
Let me in without a shout, let me in, l have a doubt.
There are more, many more, many more like me.
l'm not alone.. ..dream walking, wide-eyed. ..
stepping.. stumbling.
Yet l have no doubt.. ..just like the setting sun will rise again..
..my world once revealed.. ..will astound everyone.
Open eyed how l run, how l run to the other side..
Then l glide like a bird, l just want to be.
A thousand wings to fly.. ..to explore open skies.
So many turns to take, paths to follow.. ..and discover.. my world.
These few days of childhood.. ..will never return.
So live it up now, my friend, on credit, if you're broke.
Live it up.
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