Freedom Air
With all boldness i feel keenly for joy
Like a secret keeper or a little boy
Catching a fair wind, waiting for a tide
As a welcome relief so deep and wide
There have often been first more than less
But sometimes also less than more
When you step out of the past
Gently close the door
Delighted by glances full of tender care
I took my chances to taste freedom air
When nothing happens then i get bored
There's no tomorrow since you're ignored
You'll see what chipmunk race is all about
Come on, exalt those who drain you out
Let the angel come down as i cry in my sleep
That i'd suffer trials courageously
Writer/s: Lyumkin YU.N.
