Wing Of A Dove

The fleeting sound of a wing of a dove
So high in the sky above
Is on a wing and a prayer of love
Higher than the sun and the moon in the sky
Soaring ever higher
Why?
Silently not a sound
I can only sit and sigh
And wonder why I can't fly?
Little dove so tender and free
Have you an answer for me?
I wish I could soar way up high
If only I could just fly
You seem so peaceful
Way up there
Soaring so freely through the air
If you could tell me
Please do so
For I really wish to know
Why oh why can't I fly
Way up high
Free in the sky

Rick "IrockBlue 2-28-1998

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