The Man Who Wants To Fly

Asks the man who wants to fly,

“Take me under your wing,

Guide me through the storm,

Guide me through to spring.”

I tell the man who wants to fly,

“Expectations you're harbouring,

Will cause you so much sorrow,

A painful punch it will be.”

Then the man who wants to fly,

Asks me how he can try:

“Like those birds on the horizon,

I want to reach for the sky.”

I tell the man who wants to fly,

“Feel the wind beneath your wings,

When people let you down,

There's no point complaining.”

Cries the man who wants to fly:

“What if my wings are tied?”

I tell the man who wants to fly,

“Tear away those rotten harnesses,

And find yourself a new beginning.”