If wings were mine, I would fly
To a place far far away,
Where trouble is but very far.
I'd take my time and stay awhile
To feel the beauty of the virgin land.
Time will pass, a minute not soon
My laughter will echo till the moon
Happiness and joy around
I'd feel the sun and the ground
Stretch my arms and reach the sea,
Pluck the cherries from the tree.
Round and round I'd go about,
Skipping and jumping, all forgot.
If wings were mine, I would fly
To a place far far away.
I'd hope my friends were very near,
To share the bliss of all this here.
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