It’s been quite sometimes now,
While with the vague smirk on my face.
Watching birds and wondering if I could fly.
Through the sky, to the heaven.
With the stars, I would talk loud;
And then doze off with lullaby of moon.
Of the people I treasured the most.
I would never have tear in my eyes,
And neither have my heart ever lost.
If just I could fly.
No one would be ever mad at me.
I would bask in the mid of May.
I would only hear the drone of the bee.
If just I could fly…..If Just I could fly.