Up, Up and Away
When I was youngI used to have a dream
That somehow, some way
God had given me the ability
To raise my arms upward
And the wind would seep me up
And I could fly anywhere I wanted
Everywhere I wanted to go
Anytime I wanted to, I could do it
It was such a magnificent dream
I would wake up and try to fly
I felt some leftover residue
Felt that all had to do was
Let myself go and my arms
I just needed a little faith
Even today, though I rarely have
That dream any more
Sometimes I feel as though
All I have to do is close my eyes
Have a little faith and raise my arms
And let myself go, up, up and away
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