Lift
How I used to love Lost the spring in my leg now Raptors lift me up
verses and musings of j stoeckmann, all rights reserved.
How I used to love Lost the spring in my leg now Raptors lift me up
dreaming magic jets autographing air
draft a silky breeze, hitch your skirt and go
We value the shy if they have feathers, Glorious colors and song their compliment Soaring high apart and gliding past