I'm flying high
I am trying
As I love you
I am crying
You love me too
I am flying
Trying to believe you
It feels like dying
‘cause I know It’s true
I’m flying high
Trying to hear the silent sound
To say, this is when you try
To leave your fears down ground
You hear It blowing
You see It dancing
You find It growing
You know It’s seeking
And then at sunrise
We begin to see
It’s not the clouds that build our skies
It’s the wind that sets us free
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Lautjuh: | Zondag, oktober 02, 2005 17:16 |
| heerlijk! Liefs | |
| MayadeBij*: | Zondag, oktober 02, 2005 15:47 |
| Yep! :) Kus, | |
| gedichten netje: | Zondag, oktober 02, 2005 14:25 |
| heel mooi geschreven, xxx |
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| Auteur: chozenvictory | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 oktober 2005 | ||
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