Fly

When the day is done, the wait is always on my mind

How should I give up, how should I survive?

Leaning to the side of the busy street

Looking down, these people never notice me

Am I the only one who thinks it's hard to breathe?

I feel it's hard to say what's on my mind

I feel it's hard to say what's not inside

You think your fight is over

It's only so much closer

I'll raise my hands to the sky and fly