Trying not to reach out
But when I'd try to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray,I would pray
I could breakaway
I'll spread my wings and
I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And Breakaway
Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging around wild indoors
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away......
breakaway.......
the future is the future and the past is the past...what i need for my future my past cannot give....this place will open doors for me and i longingly wait upon the day i will be free.......and
Breakaway.....
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