Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Flying Away


I wake up. I wash my face and go. Here's another day, I'm sure, I'll fight for what I love and my music keeps going on my heart begins to beat and my music keeps going on it makes my life complete I'm flying away, I'm flying away I'm flying away, I'm flying away It's the sound I cannot live without as the rhythm goes, I'm sure mysoul will never pause.


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