I used to fly, I used to fall, used to hold onto life, like a fight, controlling it all... I had to let go, to keep hanging on, I had to run from myself, if ever i hope to be found...
I saw the light, and i heard the sound, of my feet on the ground, my feet on the ground... Now i can still fly, and i can still run, and im chasing each one of these dreams, straight into the sun...
I no longer hide, from this freedom ive found, now i can fly with my feet on the ground, my feet on the ground...