I can fly, but I want his wings
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And in the darkness they shine, but he shone for me
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I am free like a bird, but I want its sky
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Of all the treasures of the world, I only need his touch
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Why did you choose me?
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And this strange way with me
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There are many stones on it
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It is mountain after mountain
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Why are you carrying me?
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When to go is not a force
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When I am in the arms of despair
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You take off your wings for me
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U-uuuu Wings
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U-uuuu Wings
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U-uuuu Wings
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U-uuuu Wings
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I searched for a long time in the dark sky for waves
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I believed in myself, but I only want his wings
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Why did you choose me?
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And this strange way with me
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There are many stones on it
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It is mountain after mountain
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Why are you carrying me?
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When to go is not a force
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When I am in the arms of despair
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You take off your wings for me
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And you learn never to stop
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Although through the rocks and mountains to go
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It's so hard to lose on it
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There are evil people who are indifferent
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And you say you have to apologize
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You carry me through puddles
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And I already know how to fly
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But I just want his wings,
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And I have long been able to love
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But I never loved it that way
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Why did you choose me?
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And this strange way with me
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There are many stones on it
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It is mountain after mountain
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Why are you carrying me?
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When to go is not a force
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When I am in the arms of despair
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You take off your wings for me
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U-uuuu Wings
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U-uuuu Wings |