I spread my wings Looking left before turning the other way This time I can make it
Jumping from the spot I perch on Soaring across the ranges Watching my shadow fly over the fields
Almost made it Looking left and sighing Once again I didn't make it
One last glance is thrown at the place I yearn for My wings failing me as I plummet to the ground My eyes opening only to see the familiar scenery of my room
One more failed attempt to get what I want
Dreams can leave us wondering what we want in life Can make us ask ourselves what it is that we want What we want to do