Learn To Fly Why must I always run? In my heart I know things will never be as they should. Would I be brave and stay even if they could? The question I often ask myself, close my eyes and run, if he takes chase everything's going to be alright. Open my eyes, his shadow always missing. Arms wrapped tightly? I'm only wishing. Lips pressed against mine? Never, I only pine. Teach me to fly. This running is getting old. Don't turn a blind eye.
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