Fly

Why do we fly?
Why do I need to fly?
Like birds in the sky
Why, why should I fly high?

Why would I do
Such thing that I might die?
When I fall down
I’d rather stop and sigh

I know, I know now
Why, why I will fly high
Why, why I will fly high
I want to be with you now
I’ll love you that I’d die
I want to soar and fly high…
Now…