How Can I Fly Testo

And if I never hear the music
When can I learn to play?
Point me in the right direction
Then I can find my way.

How can I fly
When I can't even walk?
Tell me
how can I cry
When I can't even talk?

There's only me and a single road
The road that my feet refuse.
The steps I take carry me away
Away from the path I choose.
As I watch my life's procession
Now I can understand
It's a logical progression
Not in the way I planned.

How can I fly
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