Flight

I look up into the night
Dreaming of flight
And how I could go anywhere without paying a dime
The wind flowing through my hair
With a fresh shower of rain
Flight must be so beautiful compared to all of this pain
Being able to fly through the sky without hustle or regret
No traffic
No rules
I'd always be on-time to work, every wholesome day
So one day I hope to grow wings, to fly in the sky 
Greeting plane passengers as I fly by