Open wide your wings and carry me where the light still shine.
Tell me, how should I do to fly, while my wings are burning for my sins?
There is always light, in the sky, as there's always hope in my heart,
not to be my fate's enemy.
Time is flying away, and I am on my knees, praying for something that never comes.
What if I try to throw my body down, from the clouds to the sea?
Will I turn off the heat that's burning me from the inside out?
I won't be a slave to the time I'll be here waiting for someone who will help me to find a way, not to be my fate's enemy.
I will find my way, through all my fears, I will spread my wings and I will fly.