I wish I was a bird, much like a swan of
such beauty, such elegance.
Then I would fly to you, thus the time
isn't an issue of how near, or
how far. As long as the wind
will flow gently through my wings
take me to where you are.
By the sky's last breath, which
embraces its hands upon my wings,
through every crevice and every seam,
and yet it would seem that my
wings aren't tired not by far.
As long as they will carry me
to where you are.
I would sore through the whole sky as
far as my eyes could see. As long as
my heart yearns deeply to be with thee.
I would glide over the highest peaks
of this land, and over the deepest
bodies of water, asking my wings to
carry me to where you are, no matter
how far, far, far.
I would fly to you my love, no matter
how far. As long as theirs strength in
my wings to take me to where you are.