If its a test, than i am sent airborne.
I speak to you as if you were surreal.
Just the moments that I dont understand.
That you lost or maybe just unaware.
I shut the door on my will tonight.
On my will. (On my will)
Touch the wings of an angel
doesnt mean you can fly..
so I drop to my knees again without stopping,
and I try.
On my will.
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