Intro: May the roads In your gypsy soul Lead you to a higher ground Kindred pilgrim My kindred pilgrim 'til what you seek Is found I see you now wandring through this world and how you seem to me like a grounded angel remembering the skies and trying to be free So fly on Fly on Fly on little angel, fly away It's time to spread your wings So fly on Fly on Fly on little angel, fly away I pray for you beautiful things Mmh like a grounded angel remembering the skies and trying to be free So fly on Fly on Fly on little angel, fly away It's time to spread your wings So fly on Fly on Fly on little angel, fly away I pray for you beautiful things I pray for you Only beautiful things