I wonder what keeps us so high up, could there be a love beneth these wings
I love the feeling when we lift up watching the world so small below i love the dreaming when i think of the saftey in the clouds out my window i wonder what keeps us so high up could there be a love beneth these wings if we suddenly fall should i scream out or keep very quite and cling to my mouth as i'm crying so frightend of dying relax yes im trying this fears got a hold on me
