On a wing and a half and a prayer.....




On a wing and a half and a prayer,
I keep on flying till I can dare.

Each limb in my body screams,
my eyes wait for restful dreams.
I know I cannot stop,
I know that's not my choice.
So I keep on flying,
On a wing and a half and a prayer.

On a wing and a half and a prayer,
I keep searching,
All the skies I can dare.

My flight may not be farthest from the ground,
But I know one thing,
Not so easy, am I going down.
For if I may fall, I will rise again.
Till I reach where I want to be, I will search these skies again.
On a wing and a half and a prayer.

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