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"Fly Away" by Paul Wright
She’s got dreams dreams that he’s got things
That’ll open up her sky so she can use her wings
To fly away
She looks out her window
Watching people as they pass on by
Some of them want to come inside
Man oh man, one on one, i wonder which one will she trust
Cuz some men only lust
And she wants a man who can understand
What a woman wants, and if he can appreciate her and not deface her
And she wants a king with a diamond ring
Not some prince charming who’s gonna steal everything that he gave her
She’s got to fly away
I watch her walk next to you but soon
She’s got to get away
I hope her dreams do come true
'Cuz she is a butterfly
Spreadin', spreadin', spreadin', spreadin'
Spreading her wings
(She’s beautiful, she’s beautiful, she’s beautiful)
But her heart is a kingdom without a king
And without him she can’t sing
So she waits on a watchtower
Hoping, praying, waiting for his arrival
And she wants a family, she wants a lover
She wants a best friend closer than any other
A man that’s true, she wants a man who can hear God’s voice, and know what he is called to do
She wants a hard worker not some lazy bum
But a man who knows how to get the job done
She wants a family, to be a mother and raise a child that came from her
Yea
She’s got dreams, dreams that he’s got things things
That’ll open up her sky so she can use her wings
To fly away
She’s got dreams, dreams that he’s got things things
That’ll open up her sky so she can use her wings
To fly away
She’s on the ground learning to fly, but she’s flying now
She’s on the ground it’s time to fly, she’s gonna fly now
She’s on the ground looking down, it’s time to fly ya’ll
She’s on the ground, but watch her rise and fly away
She was looking down but now she’s looking to the sky ya’ll
Spreading her wings to give it a try, give it a try, give it a try
To fly away when the rest of the girls are on the fall ya’ll
She’s spreading her wings to fly away
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I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
T.S Eliot, "Preludes"
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