I sleep all day…
Awake all night…
Is this life… is this all I
have inside?
I dream of the sky…
It asks me to fly…
On my wings… I don’t know how…
But I
Wake up every morning and
wonder why…
Is this a dream, is this all
my life?
Till the angels come and ask
me to fly…
I wanna soar high… before I die.
I keep thinking…
I’m alive…
Awake all the time, but in a trance…
Gimme a reason, give me a
rhyme,
Gimme a thought I could hold
inside…
I feel so lost… I fear I’ll
fall…
Is this a dream…
I wanna scream…
So many things that I feel
inside…
Till the angels come … and ask
me to fly…
I wanna soar high… before I
die….
Before
I Dieeee…..