If I could soar, where would I go?
I’d touch the mountain tops,
and skim the oceans below.
I’d see the world from a birds-eye view,
and maybe race a cloud or two.
But would I give up one of my senses for it?
I don’t think I would.
My life is very good.
So no matter how much I want to soar, high above the clouds.
I don’t really want to change,
my life is pretty perfect now.