Kite. in the sky
Girl. on the ground
That. is you and I
Not the other way around
It started out as play, I ran every which way for your flight
Unraveling string, but at the same time holding it tight
Always overcome
You know you can depend
But wat if I succumb
To my battle with the wind
Now I wait for the day, I hear you say these words:
I'm not really a kite, think I just might be a bird