
Take me away,
I want to be set free.
Fix me at the top,
I want to become me.

Take me away,
I want to be set free.
Fix me at the top,
I want to become me.

When darkness overshadows light
And the door of life seems shut
There lies the morning
Which holds joy and gladness
Waiting for the right time to be unleashed


His colour might not be white
Not necessarily your love at first sight
It might be difficult for him to get a bite
And lack creativity in making an ordinary kite
He might be deprived the strength to winning a fight
Popularly known to possess a pocket so light and tight
But a day comes, when his subsistence shall glow bright
When he would be your great knight
A time he would journey with you on a flight
To a world embodied with so much delight