
I wish i was free,
Free as a bird, in the wild, where there is just sunshine and trees,
fly high in the sky, never look down at anything i hate,
always free and unleashed,
glide away for long hours,
smelling the sweet breeze, and feeling the drizzle,
gaze at the stars, and try to wonder;
how wonderful it feels, so close to the sky, sometimes blue, sometimes golden, sometimes cottony………wow!
how i wish i was free, free as a bird!!
Free as a bird, in the wild, where there is just sunshine and trees,
fly high in the sky, never look down at anything i hate,
always free and unleashed,
glide away for long hours,
smelling the sweet breeze, and feeling the drizzle,
gaze at the stars, and try to wonder;
how wonderful it feels, so close to the sky, sometimes blue, sometimes golden, sometimes cottony………wow!
how i wish i was free, free as a bird!!

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