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I've craved for wings all my life. They meant free

I've craved for wings all my life.
They meant freedom to me.
Until I saw the eagle 
fly back to its nest.

Wings aren't freedom.
Home is. 


 Freedom isn't about flying.
It's about where you'd fly back to!
I've craved for wings all my life.
They meant freedom to me.
Until I saw the eagle 
fly back to its nest.

Wings aren't freedom.
Home is. 


 Freedom isn't about flying.
It's about where you'd fly back to!