Sometimes i sit and think about life and all of its scares,
And i notice i dont really care about where we go or when we die,
Cause i know we all get our chance to fly, High above soaring free,
The weight of the world is gone and its only me,
Flying around through the clouds knowing i am under my control,
Weightless and free from my troubles and worrys they pass me by,
Because this is my time to fly.