Restless mind, wandering soul..
flying high above the clouds
running free between the stars
wishing not to touch the earth
Fly away, runaway..
to the home of your heart
before the wind stops blowing
and you fell down to ground
flying high above the clouds
running free between the stars
wishing not to touch the earth
Fly away, runaway..
to the home of your heart
before the wind stops blowing
and you fell down to ground
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