How To Fly

I met her in a daydream Her hair was like the sea She invited me to the mountains But I was blinded by deceit Her soul was like a highway but her feet were made of stone she knew the way to my heart but she could not have it all and so we set out on a journey we were seeking far and wide looking for each other and neither of us could hide untill the day I found her or should I say she found me and we walked into the sunset and I was finally set free Her soul was like a highway but her feet were made of stone she knew the way to my heart but she could not have it all and now were soaring with the eagles on the misty mountainside you can try to fly alone but you won't get very high