I'm above the clouds,
swimming with high hopes;
holding onto my dear life.
Please winds, carry me to the happiest place,
because I swear I wish to feel no more.
I walk on thin ice
hoping to make my way across.
Take my hand, guide me there.
I couldn't let you go even if I tried.
Show me that life can be beautiful,
that pain has a prize.
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 3:45 AM UTC
I'm above the clouds,
swimming with high hopes;
holding onto my dear life.
Please winds, carry me to the happiest place,
because I swear I wish to feel no more.
I walk on thin ice
hoping to make my way across.
Take my hand, guide me there.
I couldn't let you go even if I tried.
Show me that life can be beautiful,
that pain has a prize.
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