Eagles soar. I too, want more
than just to settle here in this nest.
The wind is free and blowing for me.
But I must be ready.
Balloons fly. So too, must I
be released from the grip that anchors.
The sky is free and waiting for me.
But I must be ready.
If I jump, I just might fall.
Am I ready to risk it all?
When I'm cut, I will go up.
Do I believe? Enough to leave?
My youth is renewed. There is no excuse.
My wings are mature and steady.
And so the winds blow. Here I go.
Your love has made me ready.
My string's let loose. There is no excuse.
My soul is full and steady.
And so the winds blow. Here I go.
Your love has made me ready.
If I jump, I just might fall.
Am I ready to risk it all?
When I'm cut, I will go up.
Do I believe? Enough to leave?
I'm ready. Your love has made me ready.
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Wow...nice work! Why don't you link this up on Facebook, Kelli?
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