What

does

the

fre-

e

fall

fe-

el

li-

ke?

Asks

the

bo-

oy

with

a

spark

in

his

e-

ye

Know

why-

y

the

ni-

ghting-

gale

sings?

Is

the

a-

a-

nswer

to

e-

ve-

re-

thing

Tak-

ing

a

step

to

a

wo-

orld

un-

bo-

ound

Spi-

ning

my

fa-

a-

ntasi-

es

all

a-

ro-

ound

Feed

from

the

gra-

vi-

tal

leash

I

swear

the

hea-

ven's

i-

in

my

reach

Danc-

ing

with

the

spi-

ri-

it

of

the

a-

air

In

this

o-

o-

ocean

so

o-

pen

and

fa-

air

Mak-

ing

lo-

ove

to

the

gods

a-

bo-

ove

On

my

ma-

a-

aiden

vo-

yage

so

bold

Land-

ing

sa-

a-

afly

to

the

blue

la-

go-

on

Don't

know

if

thi-

is

is

the

Earth

or

the

Mo-

on

Joy

of

li-

ving

is

no

more

a

mask

The

E-

den

I

found

will

fo-

re-

ver

last

Mi-

i-

gra-

ai-

ti-

ing

wi-

ith

the

geese

My-

y

soul

ha-

as

fi-

na-

ly

found

pe-

eace

Do-

esn't

ma-

a-

tter

that

man

has

no

wings

As

long

as

I

hear

the

ni-

ghting-

ga-

ale

si-

i-

ing...