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So you thought that you could fly

Well so did I, so did I

You asked how far

You asked how high

And so did I, so did I

I fell back to earth with wings tattered and torn

Only to watch saddened and forlorn

As you went soaring into the sun

A journey ended before it had begun,before it had begun

The sun too hot your wings did melt

You asked why I wept

Your sorrow I felt, your sorrrow I felt

I searched for another but could find no other

That could match the beauty of you, that could match the beauty of you

Until the arrow of Eros did melt a fickle heart

He did his part, a fickle heart he did his part

Hopeless and helpless I wander from sun to sun

And so wonder if I could finish what you had begun

Finish what you had begun