On a silver wing
I want to fly on a silver wing.
I wouldn't have to worry about anything.
To be a bird, and fly away.
To find a place where I can stay.
To be somewhere I belong.
Then I'd feel wanted, then I'd be strong.
I wouldn't have to worry about anything.
To be a bird, and fly away.
To find a place where I can stay.
To be somewhere I belong.
Then I'd feel wanted, then I'd be strong.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Luk : | Woensdag, mei 12, 2004 21:02 |
| Wie droomt hier niet van? :o) Zucht..... ~xxx~ |
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| The unreachable: | Dinsdag, april 06, 2004 16:27 |
| Heel erg mooi.. | |
| Maartje de Volder: | Dinsdag, april 06, 2004 15:50 |
| *stilte* *applaus* | |
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| Auteur: Minie | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 april 2004 | ||
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