The wind has wings when I sing
The ground is round when I swing
The sky is full of might in the sun
Those tears are like a sad song
Your fears are only too near
To what surrounds the walls of your heart
Truly I’m tempted to regard you as
An optimist catching your dreams in the air
And touching the stream of despair
All at one time
Leaves you in accord to say
How wonderful you have done!
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