My Time in the Sky

Sometimes I wanna fly,
Right up into the sky.
Just to stop and say hello,
To all the people,
Up there I knew.
To give my mama a hug,
Or to say sorry to that ladybug.

Oh how I wish I could fly.
Flying extremely high.
Weaving over the clouds.
No longer having to hold off to say my goodbyes.
Looking forward til’ the day I die,
So, I can have my time in the sky.