WINGS

The day is drawing near,

There is nothing that I fear,

(getting anxious)

(getting butterflies)

Getting the hell out of here,

It's been a pain in my rear,

since I've been here.

(getting excited)

(getting nervous)

All for a really good purpose.

what did I do to deserve this?

A family that barely notices me,

nothing makes them see,

how wrong they can be,

It frustrates me!

That is why,

There is nothing left here for me...

so, LET IT BE

... go where my spirit is free,

heart is content and a postcard can be sent.