Wings
The boy had been
crying in my presence
In those days
he had not known how to fly yet
He had been
hurting his little feelings
And he was crollching down.
One day,
you lest for a strange place
to fight all alone
Now you have the wings
You can fly into the big sky
The boy had been
crying in my presence
In those days
he had not known how to fly yet
He had been
hurting his little feelings
And he was crollching down.
One day,
you lest for a strange place
to fight all alone
How much have you changed?
You might have something there.
The boy had been
crying in my presence
In those days
he had not known how to fly yet
He had been
hurting his little feelings
And he was crollching down.
One day,
you lest for a strange place
to fight all alone
How much have you changed?
You might have something there.
Writer/s: SOFTBALL
