Oh how I wish that we may speak
If I were strong and not so weak
And had a chance to beg the Lord
That we might be of one accord
Thus sleep with God and bird, may I
Perhaps one day grow wings and fly ?
Oh how I wish that we may speak
If I were strong and not so weak
And had a chance to beg the Lord
That we might be of one accord
Thus sleep with God and bird, may I
Perhaps one day grow wings and fly ?
There are those days I wish that I
Could clip-on wings and learn to fly
Think how much fun that task would be
To soar across both land and sea.
I’d spread my wings like eagles bold
And head on south in winter’s cold
There would not be a need to pack
I’d wear a knapsack on my back.
That sure might be a funny sight
One old grandma on her first flight !