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by sandy Dec 14, 2005 category : Life, society / meaning of life
Here I am, Holding my head up high, Spreading my wings, Wishing someday I'll fly. Things might get harder, But I'm ready for what's coming. We can all stick together, And all be loving. We might all try, And get nothing, But in the end, It will all be something. Life is too short, Trust me when I say, Life isn't easy, It won't always go your way. So what are you waiting for? Hold your head up high. Spread your wings, And I promise you you'll fly.