You find yourself alone, sometimes
Without a home, no protection
You don't know which way to go
You're lost, no direction

Then suddenly, out of the blue
Some kind of [bad word] to you
You don't know how, you don't know why
But someday, gonna take off, and fly

(wish, make a wish)

My wish would be...

To be free
To be wild
And to be
Just like a child
And if I get lost
I really don't mind
Cos I'm me
Doing just fine

You're out in the cold, sometimes
As far as you can see, misty
And you want [bad word]  into the sun
The road is lost, sand shifty

(then) Suddenly, out of the blue
Some kind of magic pushes you through
You don't know when, how or why
But someday, gonna take off and fly

And if I had a wish, my wish would be...

To be free
To be wild
And to be
Just like a child
And if I get lost
I really don't mind
Cos I'm me
Doing just fine
 [bad word] x3)

Just like a child
I really don't mind
Cos I'm free
Doing just fine