I’m flying through the air
On a plane, on my wings
I’m heading to a place
Where clouds sing
The sky is blue as can be
Even brighter than the sea
No one knows the joy it brings
The air beneath my wings
Filled with eternal sunshine
I’m flying through the air
On a plane, on my wings
I’m heading to a place
Where clouds sing
The sky is blue as can be
Even brighter than the sea
No one knows the joy it brings
The air beneath my wings
Read poetry, draw pictures, listen to music, dance, and sing. Therein lies your own answer.” —ATEEZ [Black Pirates] View more posts