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Fly Away
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Floating
Floating, I am floating, high above the trees I bet you’ll never capture me,
Dreaming, I am dreaming, sailing in the wind I’m flying with him again
I’m floating high, high, floating high.
Autumn comes too soon, summer changes her tune,
air is turning cold but I won’t ever let him go,
I’ll just keep floating, floating, leaves begin to fade
oh, how I wish that he would stay and keep on
sailing, sailing, sweep across the pond and then o’er the hills beyond
He’s floating high, high, floating high.
Perfect snow in spring seasons please don’t change again,
summer winds can blow but I won’t ever let him go,
I’ll just keep floating, floating sailing like a bird,
hey now, hush don’t say a word,
Cause he’s soaring, soaring, no more lullabies, he’s chasing rabbits in the sky,
He’s floating high, high, floating high
high, floating high. |
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