Little Wings

Today I went flying
My favourite patch of sky
I circle and I circled above the world so high
And I thought to myself, what a lovely, lovely thing
To be up here with the clouds
To be flying right out loud on little wings
Little wings
Little wings
Little wings
Then I met a 747
And he knocked me right out of the sky
Oh and then he landed down beside me
Oh and then he looked me in the eye
He said “I don’t know why you even bother
I don’t know why you even try
I don’t know where you hope to get to
I don’t know how you hope to fly on those little wings”
Little wings
Little wings
Little wings
I don’t wanna be a jet airliner
I just wanna be a little bird
I don’t wanna rip the skies wide open
I just want my song to be heard
And I don’t wanna be state of the art
Oh I don’t wanna get there overnight
I just wanna be part of all this beauty
Wanna be part of all this flying on little wings
On little wings
On little wings
On little wings
I’ll never be a flea in your circus
Never be a prop up on your stage
Never be one more little songbird
You can try to keep inside that cage
And you’re never gonna tell me where to fly now
Never gonna tell me what to sing
If I end up lost and all alone
At least I know I got there on my own two little wings
Little wings
Little wings
Little wings
I got little wings
I got little wings
I got, I got little wings
I got
Guess you reap what you sow
Guess it gets lonely at the top
I guess it gets harder and harder
Never really know just when to stop