2006-11-20 22:39:41大 Pan -
♥ Flying Free *
There is a place I call my own ,
where I can stand by the sea .
And look be - yond the thing I’ve know ,
and dream that I might be free .
Like the bird a - bove the trees ,
glid - ing gen - tly on the breeze ,
I wish that all my life I’d be ,
with - out a care and fly - ing free .
where I can stand by the sea .
And look be - yond the thing I’ve know ,
and dream that I might be free .
Like the bird a - bove the trees ,
glid - ing gen - tly on the breeze ,
I wish that all my life I’d be ,
with - out a care and fly - ing free .