Friday, June 24th, 2005
I wish i could fly
and if i do,i’ll do it do high
then,i wont see u
and i’ll smile
i’ll forget ur name
your laughter and ur face
All there is to see is the blue sky
A canvas of eternal gaze
Looking down,the serene sea
The warm sand,the cool trees
The butterflies all in flight
A comfort sight to me
Would it be nice if i could fly
and build my own palace in the sky?
I’d rather live up therein solitude
Than stare at you here where
I placed you so high…