Flying high above
Soaring madly through the mysteries that come
Wondering sadly if the ways that led me here
Could turn around I would see you there
Standing there (and I would see you there, waiting...)
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Flying high above
Soaring madly through the mysteries that come
Wondering sadly if the ways that led me here
Could turn around I would see you there
Standing there (and I would see you there, waiting...)