Oftentimes I find myself drifting away to the sky
Walking weightlessly on clouds
Only up there I can dare to dream
Silent imagination
Whispered words faded into mist

I wish I knew how to calculate it all
But I can only count the dewdrops from below
An angel cried before she fell
She's not the only one searching for wings
Time underneath the stars seems to pass by slow

Do I dare dream to fly above the clouds?
Would my wish come true if I spoke it aloud?
Flying is scary for those who don't want to fall down