It's not the way you hold me when the sun goes down.

Not the way you call my name and let me standing.

on the ground.

Not the way it's in my heart when the music agains.

Oh, I am just learning how to fly awaken.

It's not the way you say you feel my heart when the music ends.

or I am just learning how to fly away again.

Maybe you're thinking that you're far.

you knew me but no one ever knows the heart of anyone else.

And feels