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Text: Lene Marlin. Playing My Game. Flown Away.


I've flown too high on borrowed wings
Beyond the clouds and where the angels sings
In a sky containing no one but me
Up there's all empty and down there's the sea
No one here but me
There's nothing but light
That comes into sight

There's something up here that makes me wince
And I still got the feelings that I've felt ever since
I got to this place arrived at last
In front there's the future right back there's the past
Everything's moving so fast

There's nothing but light that comes into sight
The present like I've never seen it before
Is this the right place to stay
Please my wings fly me away.