I'll never know

I'll never know, I'll never feel,
what it would be like to fly.
Maybe it would feel like your stomach
after a meal
But no one knows expect for the birds

the wind whispers in my ear,
In Toronto on my way to my dad's
"your home"
The thunder reflects like a mirror
in my heart when i am stressed out
or alone

The ocean is in my heart,
and paper with drawings are my truth,
but i just can't stand it were all apart
And sometimes I just don't have the proof

I'll never know and I'll never feel what
it would be like to fly or to be with you.