Every day I stand
On the edge of the bough,
Every day I flap my wings
And try to fly.
Every day I realise
My wings are not strong yet,
Every day I fall down
And hurt myself.
Every day I try,
Every day I fail,
But every day I grow
And my wings become stronger.
Every day I wake up
Wiser than yesterday,
Every day my wish to fly
Grows some more.
One day I know I will fly
Up there in the blue, blue sky.
Loved ones say the sky is vast,
Don’t go, you’ll get lost,
But I’ll never know
The true breadth of the sky
Until I spread out my wings
And fly,
Maybe I’ll not get lost,
Maybe I’ll find my way back.
Every day I watch
As birds larger and stronger
Soar high above,
What if they strike me?
My heart is filled with fear,
But I’ll never know
My true strength
Until I spread out my wings
And fly,
Maybe I’m just as strong
Or even stronger.
How will I fend for myself?
Will I find my own food?
The unanswered questions are many,
But I’ll never know the answers
Unless I try,
Until I spread out my wings
And fly.
So every day I try,
And will keep trying,
Till I know
I’m ready to soar,
Till I know I’m strong
And won’t fall down again.
One day I’ll be ready
To explore the whole sky.
