Sometimes so solid, so cold
You cannot look up into the sky
Hello my Air
My winged one, so fair
You fly too far and seem to never look down
My love, do I upset you?
My love, do I drive you mad?
We are such opposites, opposing forces
But I need you- I need you
I want you- I want you
Do we fly or walk?
Let's find both ways.
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