Twenty years ago, I took my daughter, Sara, to the ocean for her fourth birthday. She just learned to dog paddle, and proudly walked up to anyone in sight, saying, "I can swim." The sea was calm, so I ... [+]
Fly fly fly
Can you see the blue blue sky?
So free and glee
You will ever be.
Fly as high as you can
To make our voices surge.
Try as hard as you can
To make our dreams worth.
Birds migrate
and so do we.
From one place to another
We always flee.
Can you see the blue blue sky?
So free and glee
You will ever be.
Fly as high as you can
To make our voices surge.
Try as hard as you can
To make our dreams worth.
Birds migrate
and so do we.
From one place to another
We always flee.