"I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly,
I'll do whatever it takes 'til I touch the sky."
Fly, little bird, fly until your wings grow sore,
Fly until you just can't anymore,
Fly until the wind starts to race with you,
Fly until the world looks new.
The ground glares at you, watching every stumble,
Every wavering step, every wobble, every fumble,
Is seeing the world worth the risk?
Your little home doesn't seem to have anything amiss.
Your heart beats fast and your mind reels,
Why won't your wings set you free?
You don't realize that the key to your cage,
Has been clasping your heart like a mage.
The only thing that can turn the key,
Is the lion which lurks within your being,
A roar from the lion, and a flutter of wings,
You have jumped through the fiery rings!
The sky seems like an endless dream,
But this dream is one you made,
By opening your wings and unlocking your cage,
You have opened your eyes to the real stage.