Wings
I know, it was bad, but I thought it was good.
I saw him that day in a very bad mood.
He wanted to fly but hadn’t got wings.
He fell, broke his legs and, so, he sings:
Chorus:
Fly! Fly! Fly!
I can see you in the sky.
I fly with you
And I can say that I love you!
I wanna say that I love you!
Because I always fly with you.
2:
He was very fat, he was very good.
He wanted to taste kinds of different food.
He found the wings, but the wind was too strong
And, so, he sings this terrible song:
Chorus.
3:
And so it’ll be in several days:
He’ll repair the wings and find all the ways.
And he’ll understand that all that he wants
Is a couple of girls and terrible songs!
Chorus.
28/04/2005
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