"Fly" lyrics

"Fly"

Calm down, breathe this air
I was only 16 when you showed how I could care
For a moment I kept to the shadows
You had withdrawn your arrows
I think her emotion's all gone for now

Why can't you leave this here?
From the moment I taught you to swim
For a second I thought you would fly
Cry my name, I'll call yours back
It takes a while to mend your old wing
And just to second to learn how it breaks

Slow down, take this in
I took my time on deciding if we'd win
The race I'd lost in the past
Everything's changing so fast
Can you help me now?

Why can't you leave this here?
From the moment I taught you to swim
For a second I thought you would fly
Cry my name, I'll call yours back
It takes a while to mend your old wing
And just a second to learn how it breaks
Why can't you leave this here?
From the moment I taught you to swim
For a second I thought you would fly

Cry my name, I'll call yours back
It takes a while to mend your old wing
Just a second to learn how it breaks
Oh
Oh

Why can't you leave this here?
From the moment I taught you to swim
For a second I thought you would fly
Cry my name, I'll call yours back
It takes a while to mend your old wing
Just a second to learn how it breaks


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