Open skys, please open
Hold my wings and allow me
to glide.
Take my pain
that I hide.
And bring through the clouds
a brand new tide.

Don't bring back
my clouds of grey.
Like the plans I had please
Just take them away.
And do not let the demons stay
Because if they lay here to long they'll
take me to my grave.

Bind my sorrows and clear my hope
for my future tomorrows.
Don't let me linger here where my smile is borrowed, to erase others sorrows.
Because I am a boy who feels so


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