I used to be a high flyer
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Can you feel the pain in me?
Put your hand over my heart,
Heal my hurt before it tears me apart.
Will you be the one to set me free?
I never meant to be like this.
This aching inside, this agony I feel,
Happiness seems so unreal.
But maybe you can grant me bliss.
I used to be a high flyer.
A high flight means a deep fall down,
Crashing down in this little town.
No, this was never my desire.
I’ve had it with my stupid fears.
I was trying to fly but too scared to fall,
I can no longer stand up tall.
So now I’m drowning in my tears.
You’ve had your insight.
You saw straight through me into my soul,
Saw everything I couldn’t control.
Would you stay by my side?
It’s hard for me to believe.
When everyone has left me in the dust,
It gets harder everytime to come to trust.
I have none to share my grieve.
I guess it’s my fault in a way.
Perhaps I never should have flown so high,
But it’s a part of me I could never deny.
A part that put me far astray.