I ain't got too much money, I ain't got too much sense Long ago I had a dream but that's no recompense My father was a blind man, my brother was a fool My mother told me "God is love" But hatred makes the rules
Teach me to fly So I shan't drag my feet in the sand Give me the sky I would take the whole world in my hand
World, don't you tell me I cannot last forever Before you know I'll come and go And make you if I can
Maybe I'm a beggar, just check your sympathy They throw away their gentle love And keep their pain for me
Can we be free, in a world where to love is to own? Well when will we see, that a man must face life all alone?
Maybe I'm a beggar, just check your sympathy They throw away their gentle love and keep their pain for me
Teach me to fly So I shan't drag my feet in the sand Give me the sky I would take the whole world in my hand
Can we be free, in a world where to love is to own? Well when will we see, that a man must face life all alone?
Compositores: Charles Roger Pomfret Hodgson (ASCAP), Richard Davies (ASCAP), Richard Jeffrey Charles Palmer (PRS)Editor: Tudor Music LtdECAD verificado obra #25351956 em 02/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM