i wish i was a fly sitting on the wall
holding on so tightly so i wouldnt fall
flying round the room spreading out my wings
landing on the light and lots of other things
buzzing as i go as busy as bee
going where i want to so happy and so free
in and out the curtains climbing on the sill
landing on the window sitting very still
then i would fly away through an open door
high in to the sky to be free again once more