Someday

Someday never comes its just something to wish for
while the good things in life pass by
Someday is a dream that can never be reached
and hope is a well going dry

To whom God gives dreams to change the world
is given a way to achieve
And the hopes of the rest are pipe dreams at best
for those who still see and believe

Someday belongs in the world of dreams
and not to the commonplace world of beings
mainly concerned with their daily meals
unconcerned with how others feel

Someday is more than what concerns one
someday is what the world may become
Someday is more than one person can reach
but someday is the dreamer's release.

The one who does the choosing

Baby girl by the ocean shore
with the wonder in your eyes
and the innocence of new explorations
Will I find you anymore
as the wonder is replaced
by the years of struggling destinations

Why can't I protect you
from the hard things of life?
From despair and worry and hunger
from sorrow, pain and strife.

My love is not enough
to shelter you from pain
I can't hide from it myself
I can't stop the rain...

And maybe what I want for you
is really not what's best for you
because in the end I'm not
the one who does the choosing...

Field of flowers

I will lie in a field of flowers
and I will fall asleep
And the healing wind will touch me
I will no longer weep
The things I've been afraid of
will no longer trouble me
And the blue sky and the flowers
are the last things I will see.

Within that field of flowers is
the answer to my dreams
The peace I have been waiting for
the end of my being
I'll breathe one final perfumed breath
release my soul from pain,
And leave behind the grieving
I will never feel again.

I will rest like I've never rested,
sleep like I've never slept
Nevermore betrayed
Secrets all are kept
And deep within my slumber
the answers I've sought
are found in the merciful
arms of God

Capsule

Strong thick walls untouched, unseen
built of ifs, maybes and might have beens

Encapsulated space within
knows no light, no welcome friend

fear, pain and envy encircle around
excluding faith and happiness found...

And in this ever shadowed room
the heart unnourished fails to bloom

deprived of light it withers and dies
unknown, unmourned in alibis.

Qualifications

by Rl Tracy on Saturday, January 1, 2011 at 9:34am

It can’t be just a pretty face or unblemished skin
or eloquent words or the cut and style of clothing

Those things I appreciate they are ornaments of you
but they can’t be the sole reasons for love that is true

All people have desires based on common needs
to eat, sleep, breathe,to love, trust, and believe

These needs bind people together or tear them apart
They motivate the spirit and activate the heart

Love can’t be unconditional based on conditions
exceptions must exist to mediate convictions

For love to live and grow, intolerance must die
end the unremitting horrors of social suicide.

Watching

Somewhere in the misty darkness
I can feel the spookiness
of watching eyes, watching eyes
watching progress or demise.

Through the world I walk
through the internet I talk
and silent watchers watch and watch
seemingly silent but really not

For I must pay the player of pipes
the time is coming and almost ripe
when those who wield the sharpest might
will reach to wound and end the fight

In this world wars waged with images
are bound to bring more damages
than all weapons invented in the past
the sword of the mind victorious at last...

The net to bind all living souls
has reached a state of mass control
in life and love the masses know
their every friend and every foe

So in the final compromise
webs woven of laws and lies
uphold all the sin and shame
for which one perfect bears the blame

And somewhere in the misty darkness
I can feel the spookiness
of watching eyes, staring eyes
watching progress or demise.

Barriers

There are places we can’t go
and people we can’t know
Barriers we can’t cross
and so many hopes we’ve lost

But there are places we love
and a smile from God above
And the things that take us there
are the memories we share

Someday we’ll be fragile
and too infirm to travel
much further than our beds
we’ll go places in our heads
until there we must stay
as memories fade

But there are places we love
and a smile from God above
And we can still be there
with the memories we share

by Rl Tracy on Thursday, May 6, 2010 at 7:03am

Hypnotized

We are all caught in
an electron stream
where ambivalent eyes
do the listening


No one cares if you cry
and no one cares if you scream
because we're all living in
a virtual dream

With no concept of time
we empty our minds
Into bits, into bytes
expressed in pixelated lights

As the earth groans and dies
and emits her last sighs
there'll be no time for goodbyes
For we are all hypnotized...

Virtual Reality

Some of our problems in reality are caused by
living in a virtual world of controlled experiences.

Experience is the best teacher, but it is difficult
to manage more than one reality at once.
Which one is most likely to replace the other?

Without direct experience do we lose the
ability to respond appropriately to the various
situations we face in life?

Are we exchanging what's real and right for a counterfeit
that brings no lasting satisfaction?

Online

Online I am weightless
timeless and fateless
Made of pictures and text
to accept or reject

In the world's largest court
our lives on display
leave no room for doubt
no mercy, no getaway

A grand display of larceny
fault without blame
a voyeurist society
with sins without shame

there but for
the grace of God go I
to a place I am all spirit
and my sins never die

Endure endless replications
of my life's complications
commercialized hope
and socialization

Are you there?
Somehow by any other name
I know it's you
your spirit is the same

we connect as separate souls
share similar goals
but if you could see
would you still know its me?

there but for
the grace of God go I
to a place I am all spirit
and my sins never die.

Hold onto your faith

I see underwater your angel face
your open eyes, your struggle to breathe
Reaching upward for air and light
But you cannot win this fight

I'm screaming and running without really knowing
how I can reach you I just am going
no time to hope only time to act
I have to bring you back

Back to the light, back to the life
memories we make, you and I
My dear one, my dear one my love do not cry
Hold onto your faith, deliverance is nigh.

I launch my body through space undefined,
O God, my God, will I reach him in time?
before the bubble that holds your last breath
bursts on the surface to signal your death.

Then I'm in the water and you're in my arms
You're coughing and choking, but you are unharmed
Thank God for His goodness for giving me wings
for a moment to save you my precious darling.

You're back in the light, back to the life
back to memories we make, you and I
My dear one, my dear one my love do not cry
Hold onto your faith, God has saved you and I.

Adem

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In de hemel en op de aarde
Klinkt de liefde van zijn stem
Al wat leeft en wat adem heeft
Zingt alleen van hem

Zing je lied en hij zal je horen
In een tempel of in een stal
Of je hier bent of daar
Het geeft niet waar
Hij is overal

In heaven and on earth
Does the love of his voice
Everything that lives and has breath
Sing to him only

Sing your song and he will hear
In a temple or in a stable
Whether you're here or there
It does not matter where
He is everywhere ...


(Translation by Google Translate)

Prodigal

Thou art ever with me
all I have is thine
We have lived thus always
with lives intertwined

We were lost in hopelessness
in despair we were cast down
but now hope lives again for us
for what was lost is found

Thy brother dead, now lives
make merry and be glad
forget now and forgive
Thank God for what we have...

For in mercy God designed
what's best for I and thee
and joined in heart and mind
our broken family.

Back to Him

Who defines the songs we listen to?
And who designs experience we all are going through?

There's only one God in the Heavens high above
only One Creator who showers down His love

We can't even imagine what we were meant to do
but with His love to see us through

we can be so much more than we are
we can reach for and be like the stars

We can help each other grow and see
we are all part of His work and His glory

In the purest blue of the sky
we see but a hint of the light in His eye

and we can't see ourselves His way
but we have His words to show us the way

Back to Him, back to Him
we can see Him again
The source of more love than
we can ever imagine

To the light of our souls
our hearts to console
To the light that never grows dim
Back to Him...

Dying prayer

Lord, I commend my spirit unto Thee
Please watch over my dear children
Help them find a home and family
Let Thy Spirit be always with them.

Please ease their tears and their
cries in the night
When they are missing me
longing for light

lift their souls on the wind up high
let them see all the love in Thine eye
I won't be with them in eternity
but help them to still see

That Thy love is in the raindrops
that quench the thirsty ground
and Thy love is in the sunlight
that warms the world around

and Thy love is in the very air
all living creatures breathe
And Thy love is there for all of us
who reach and believe...

So Lord, I commend my spirit unto Thee
and ask Thy mercy for my family
Let their souls be in Thy hands
help them learn and understand

That love does not end when the body dies
Let them find their love in Thine eye
I won't be with them in eternity.
But help them still to see...

Room full of angels

When in your life comes a shortage of miracles
and darkness is closing around
and no one is there to remind you
where the way to Heaven is found
When you're lost in despair
and sorrow is there
haunting your every move
Let's paint you a room full of angels
on the blank walls all around you.

Paint you a room full of angels
to watch over you while you sleep
to ward off the fear and the shadows
and the worries that crawl and creep
Let thoughts of your loved ones flow round you
restful visions calm and serene
Paint you a room full of angels
to keep safe your hopes and dreams.

Scattered memories

When you leave your memories
all scattered out behind
When you are missing them
and they are hard to find
Sometimes when you are feeling
disconnected and blind
Memories may return to you
from someone else's mind.

Moths

Tiny golden friends
collect on my computer screen
watching where I go
sharing where I've been

fluttering on occasion
translucent wings
almost obscuring
my wanderings

Whither I go
whatever I do
My little friends watch
and they're with me too...

In God's eyes the goals
of their miniscule souls
are as great as mine
and our lives intertwine

though I'll never know
how they relate
how they share in
my life and my fate.

Mother's prayer

Please God send my children to places they are welcome

where they are loved and cared for, and they return in kind
Please God help my children grow in care and understanding
and help them know the value of love and peace of mind

Please God help them to deny the traps of vanity and pride
help them know that every soul has worth in Your eyes
Please God find a place for them with understanding friends
help them to learn to be dignified and wise...

Though I'm not the perfect mother, I wish I could have been
and I want release from the habits that don't end
Please God help me find a way to show them what they need
To find somehow, somewhere, a good life for them...

The Moon

The Moon lights up the darkened sky
o'ercomes the fear of night
gives the world Celestial dreams
reflecting Heaven's light.

Eyes

The eyes are the windows to the soul.
The spirit the light of the body.
As a man thinketh, so is he
Actions from thoughts proceed

Bad thoughts motivate bad
Good thoughts motivate good
intrusions allay false illusions
Is it right to intrude?

Good things come to those who wait
time changes life and love.
People make mistakes.
Judge not lest ye be judged.

Starfish (adaptation of Loren Eisely 's Star Thrower)

A heavy hearted man walked along the beach
his mind bound up in sorrows for things he couldn't reach,
and as he walked he saw a man
pick up something that lay on the sand
and throw it into the water...

"Man, what are you doing " he said
"I'm saving the starfish from dying."
The man looked down the beach for miles
where he knew thousands more were lying.

He said, "You must be crazy.
Your effort's a waste,a big mistake.
So many starfish are dying out here
what difference can you make?"

The man looked at him and smiled
picked up a starfish and threw.
the man saw it arc and splash
as into the rolling waves it flew
the man then said with sparkling eyes
"I made a difference to that one, didn't I?"

Just Me

If I were important instead of who I am.
I think I would act different than I do.
I'd probably be more vain and proud
and have a different point of view.

If I were rich I'd be full of plans
That might conflict with the Lord's
But I would carry out my plans
and just ignore his words.

If I were famous I'd feel unique
always be craving more glory.
never connect with less well known people
all wrapped up in my own story.

If the whole world of people held their breath
waiting for me to make a choice
most likely they would regret
allowing me to air my voice.

Most likely I would be WRONG!!!

So I know the place God made for me
is just where and what I should be.
How odd it would feel to be important
instead of just me.

Family

A family is someone you love,
someone who also loves you.
People who think you are special
whom you feel are special too.

Family is someone to whom you belong,
someone who listens and cares
someone to tell all your worries and hopes to
who sacrifices and shares.

Family's someone who'll defend you
in times of trial and strife.
Someone who befriends and helps you
throughout all of your life.

A little at a time

I've spent my life believing things others thought of me
Even if they weren't true, so many came to be.
But I can't lose by trying even if I don't place.
I'll never know what I can do unless I run the race.

A little at a time, a little at a time.
With patience there's no mountain too high for me to climb.
No obstacle can stop me as long as I keep trying.
I can make it if I take it a little at a time.

I've walked a thousand byways, run a thousand miles
told a thousand stories, smiled a thousand smiles.
But I didn't do it all at once, I couldn't if I tried
all that I've achieved I did a little at a time.

A little at a time, a little at a time.
Improvements need attention, steady hands, a clear mind.
Brick upon brick and line upon line.
I can change if I rearrange a little at a time.

When crises catch me unawares and leave me in a spin
recovery depends on how prepared I am
If I have planned ahead I won't come all unglued.
Just be aware and get prepared and I'll know what to do.

A little at a time, a little at a time.
Anytime's a good time to prepare my heart and mind
for the future I must face as my life story unwinds.
I'll get through it if I do it a little at a time.

Love is...

Love is a man thoughtful,kind
with care for others in his mind
in bright soft shades,varied hues
whirling in his eyes so true...

Love's a father new and tender
Making moments to remember
holding his children with gentle hands
helping to grow and understand

Love is a place secure and warm
wrapped in understanding arms,
Shared moments, dreams, and memories
Heaven's treasures are made of these

Love is a dance and a life together
feelings that grow and live forever
untouched by wrinkles or rashness of youth
Revealing, defining life's meaning and truths.

Place of my own

I dream of a place of my own
where the hurting in life is virtually unknown
a porch for summer evenings,a fire for the cold
Good man to walk through life with,hold hands when we're old.


I dream of places to be at rest
where I dare to think and decide what's best
Where no one ridicules, or makes me ill at ease
I can sing,dance,feel,stretch,grow and breathe


I long for a place to lay my head
a home fragrant,pleasant, a well made bed.
Treasures made by little hands
and the feeling God loves me and understands.

Goodnight

Sweet are the sounds of the water lapping softly,
liquid pleasure, shining treasure
soothe my spirit, soothe my mind...
cool and freshen, smoothe reflection
waves in rhythm intertwine...

remind me of love, and loving loved ones,
remind me of oh so sweet serenity
remind me not of the rough beneath the surface
not of the tears or fears or cruelty...

And here I am breathing the freshness
rising from the surface like a mist,
to revive me and recreate me
like the comfort in my loved one's kiss...

Raise my arms to feel the sunbeams,
cast my body into the breeze
and my body is so thin and light
I rise above the trees...

And awake as darkness finds me,
as silver stars swim in pools of moonlight.
And I smile as I leave and whisper softly,
goodnight my love, goodnight

I long for a place to lay my head
a home fragrant,pleasant, a well made bed.
Treasures made by little hands
and the feeling God loves me and understands.

Dance

I will dance with the stars all around me,
dance with the rising new moon,
I will dance to soft wild music
from noon until midnight, from midnight till noon.

I will dance in the arms of romance,
dance in the midst of my friends
I will dance on and on without ceasing,
forever to music that never ends.

I will dance till the last morning finds me,
I will dance till the last sunset dies,
I will dance till the music is gone
and it's time for our final goodbyes.

I will dance without losing my rhythm.
I will dance without losing my breath.
timeless, ageless, and laughing
until the day of my death.

Hero

I know that you have lived a disconnected life
not really knowing who you are or who you want to be.
But you have within you a very special seed
that given love and nourishment can grow into a tree

It's something to discover, who you really are
and find out you can shine as bright as any star.
It's a quest for more than glory, a shining from within
when you learn to become the you that could have been

and I know you are worth believing,
somebody special, someone worth keeping
I know someday you will rise
paint stars and rainbows in the skies

and anywhere that you may go
even though we're far apart
You'll live on the legendary
hero of my heart.

One dream of Paradise

My paradise has curtains stirring in the breeze
the coolness of an arbor, the rustling of soft leaves
Loved ones I wrap my arms around when I feel too alone
The greatest part of Paradise lives within my home.

All people have their own ideas of what paradise means.
Some find it in reality, some only have their dreams.
I think anyone can understand the dream I'm dreaming of.
The greatest dream of Paradise is where we all are loved.

Tolerance

A person worth loving is someone who needs
someone who cries, someone who bleeds.
Someone who struggles with trials and strife,
someone who's trying to make it through life.

Someone worth loving may not do great things
may not wear nice clothes or fancy rings
may have been passed over by everyone
may be grieving still over things they've done.

Someone worth loving is hopeless, yet hoping
reaching to find another hand groping
searching for love in dry sandy places
turning again to familiar faces.

There is more than one side to living.
One side must accept what the other is giving
In the end there's no righteous offense
and no teacher like experience.

Walk a mile in the shoes wherein others have trod
and realize that we are all children of God
and we can have tolerance as sisters and brothers
and learn to accept and love one another.

Acquaintance

I say hello, then it's time to go

I never really got to know you.
Time goes fast and at the last
you and I part as strangers.

We say we'll write to be polite
but we know we never will.
And we lose, by the options we choose
passing by what could have been...

The sunlight wanes to the lonesome strains
of a melancholy melody
I'd be true if I only knew
you.

We say goodbye for soon we'll fly
away on separate winds.
We don't know where we will go
but we'll never be here again.
The sunlight wanes to the lonesome strains of
a melancholy melody
I'd be true if I only knew
you.

Illusion of a stranger

You shimmer soft within my mind
as crickets sing their lullabye
and the moon illuminates the sky.

Silver beams trace leaves and mountains
in a flat dark shadow sea
small stars blink as midnight clouds drift slowly by.

I hear you whisper in the wind
that riffles through my hair
a vision of your moonlit face hovers in midair

remembrances of you
enfold me in the night
take away my sorrows until the morning light

I hear your laughter echo
through the quiet dark
of the empty half forgotten chambers of my heart

feel the pressure as my heart
is crushed beneath your tread
as your image shimmers soft, so soft within my head

Uncommitted

Until the day
when I have to go away
I'll just pretend that you love me.

You have your time
I won't fight for it, cause it's not mine.

You go where your heart is, and
it isn't there where I would be

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like
if we really wanted to share our lives
with each other...

So take your time and spend it on yourself
You know what makes you happy more than anyone else.

And be with things and places you most want to be
and for a while I'll pretend that it's with me.

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Math Burnout

I keep recreating, regenerating
negative numbers and nulls
Seems all my natural numbers
wind up undefined polynomials

But with the right coefficients
to cancel the difference
factors would all be prime
divisible only by one other number and mine.

As quantification formats all relations
statistics decay in their allocations
Plotting slopes lose the origin
infinite, opposite neither side wins.


But with the right coefficient
to cancel the difference
factors would all be prime
divisible only by one other number and mine.

Order

I need a vacation
from disorganization.

I want walls with no marks
and my yard like a park

I want heaven at home with me
and a floor I can always see.

I don't need diamond rings
just places to put things

out of my way
and can find them each day.

I'd have peace of mind
if I only could find

clear space on my floors
and all I look for...

No more wasted time
Instead, peace of mind.

Yes I need a vacation,
from disorganization.

A prayer

Please God, give me back the years
laid waste by sorrow and useless tears
that ran like rivers and washed away
the hopes and dreams of yesterday

Please fill my heart with love again
the wonder that I felt back when
the world was new and filled with grace
and simple joys now erased...

Help me find the spirit then
to feel alive in thee again
and rest my faith in thy dear hands
submit my will to thy commands...

And I be content to live my part
to live with Heaven in my heart
no more to seek a bitter end
and be thy child again

Out

Not a blossom, a withered bud
scars encrusted by dark, hardened blood

Weary spirit caught in the past
looking to find peace and freedom at last.

longing to breathe outside air again
to laugh and smile and sing again

roll in grass and catch the breeze
climb waving branches of the trees

see the world in a better light
serene glimmer of stars at night

dive into fluffy clouds, swim in the sky
live in truth and no more lies

bathe in moonlit waterfalls
balance on fragrant garden walls

drink the warmth of summer sun
leap and dance and lightly run

play hide and seek with rainbows
live sweetest dreams that anyone knows

live no more a silent wraith.
Live a life of love and faith.

Introspection

Are you living with someone else's decisions

instead of making choices of your own?
Are you driven, by anothers ambitions
and not by yours alone?

Have your dreams been devoured
by someone else's schemes?
have your hopes fallen by the way
and need to be redeemed?

The burden

You want to lose weight but however you try
you can't run away from the weight inside

You can become slim and shapely, suave, debonair
but the person you are will always be there.

So run as fast and far as you can.
Change your face, name, gender to woman or man.

but who you are will still be the same.
Always yourself inside, that won't change.

People are too complex to say you know them well.
They have too many stories that they will never tell

New day

Days that have been, days that will be,
places I've been to, places I'll see
pass through my thoughts, regrets for the sorrow
repenting the past, and dreams for tomorrow.

Love lives within me, love I must give
suppress hate and anger to make goodness live
Peace would be ours if everyone gave
of the love within that all of us have.

Life has begun, life too will pass
the wealthy and poor all alike under grass
and the sweet wind sweeps yesterday's old dust away.
Readies the world for a new man's day.

Missing things

I'm lonely for the perfume of sun warmed roses,
the spun sugar clouds of the morning sky

smell of rain on willows by the river
small breath of wind, soft as a sigh.

thunder like rolling wagon wheels.
red cedar swing in the dusky twilight

tiny stars glimmering in
the freshening of night.

raindrops like tiny soldiers jumping out of puddles.
a calm place to be alone and think out all my troubles.

filling my own needs instead of having them filled
caring for my garden and consuming the yield.

Someday I will be old.
Some things I'll no longer know.

Maybe I will lose my thoughts
and all I sought to hold.

I will miss the wonders
I've lived in and loved

and the influence in my life...
of God above

The singer

Here once lived a man who would hug the whole world with his songs

He made people feel loved, gave them reason and hope to go on.
He wanted to heal all the hurting and right all the wrongs.
And one day he flew into the sun and suddenly was gone.

The singer is gone but the love that he brought us is still living on...

He sang of the mountains and trees, Nature's beautiful things
He sang about life, about love, and the comfort it brings
He sang about people, their deeds and their hopes and their dreams
He sang about feelings and goodness and what living means

The singer is gone but the songs that he sang are still echoing on...

He loved the earth and all of the wonders it holds
He sang songs of treasures worth far more than silver and gold.
Life and death touch regardless of cause or intent
But how sad it was to see his life come to it's end.

The singer is gone but the songs that he sang are still echoing on...

The singer is gone but the feelings he brought us are still living on...

Lost souls

The lost soul out in the street
with dirty clothes and not much to eat
with no sign of family, no sign of friends
living you don't know how and can only imagine.

The woman with the shopping cart sleeping in the alley
might be someone's mother, was once someone's baby
If we don't ask is it because we don't care,
or are we afraid we too could be there?

Well that woman with the shopping cart sleeping in the alleys
someone's mother, sister, cousin, wife, was once someone's baby.
and she's still one of God's children and her pains and prayers
mean just as much to God as any of ours.

The ragged man in the park, on the bench, on the beach
the wandering people no one trusts and no one can reach
they laugh, they cry, they hurt, they bleed
they need the same things as you or me.

If we don't ask is it because we don't care,
or are we afraid we too could be there?

Fading vision

As I feel my vision die

as the once bright colors fade

as the details in my mind
blur like underwater shades

uncertainty presides,
I'm not safe nor yet in danger

and the whisper fills my heart
of the ever present stranger

Learning life all over
as I've never lived before

the independent spirit bound
will fly again once more

In the healing soul
I will learn to rise

and the whisper of a stranger
light a fire in my dead eyes.

Matches

Somewhere in another place,
behind another someone's face
there's another human mind
thinking thoughts a lot like mine

Somewhere in somebody's home,
someone else sits all alone
wishing they could somehow find
someone else with thoughts like mine.

Somewhere in somebody's dreams,
someone hears my silent screams
understands my misery,
wishes they could comfort me.

Somehow believing someone's there
calms my dark unwholesome fear
relieves some of the loneliness,
makes the hurting somewhat less.

Somewhere in somebody's heart,
there's a space, an empty part
like one in mine that dreams can't fill
or know the way that someone will.

Somewhere someone looks for me,
hoping they may finally see
hoping soon they'll finally meet,
who or whatever makes life complete.

It seems my search is never done,
searching for this other one
Hoping someday I will see
the somebody who matches me.

Goodbye Arizona

Saguaros in the sunset wave a sad goodbye,
as I ride out of Arizona.
The sun burnished desert, sandy and dry
seems to be calling me back,
but my heart belongs elsewhere and so do I.
Goodbye Arizona goodbye.

Goodbye to you from your once loyal daughter,
I'm leaving your memory behind.
I search for a land with tall pines and water...
you know why I can't stay.
You know I've sought something so long and so far.
You can't offer what I search for.

Dust devils and tumbleweeds dance in the wind,
do they feel as dizzy as I?
My tarry with you has now come to an end.
I wonder if you'll even miss me?

Coyote's cry echoes in my heart my friend.
I am mourning our parting.
I see the saguaros wave as I ride
away from Arizona,

I feel like I'm bleeding somewhere inside
I want so much to stay,
but I've life to discover and dreams to find
so goodbye Arizona, goodbye.

Wings

If I only had soft wings to fly, I would fly away
away into the azure sky, where the seagulls play

out where limits don't apply, where I can be free
a place I'll need no alibi and I can just be me.

If I only had soft wings to fly, I would fly away
where grass is always green, skies are never gray.

Where love and peace and happiness never cease to grow,
a place I'll never want to leave, that's where I want to go.

If I only had soft wings to fly, I would fly away
and I would take you with me to a place where we could stay

then we could be together for always you and I
if I only had soft wings, soft feathered wings to fly.