They say if love is true, you set it free.
If it was meant to be, it will return.
That's what they say, and I fully agree.
If I tied down your love, I'd never learn:
true love loves you for who you truly are,
and even if you left me all alone,
I'd rather wish upon a distant star
than wish upon a false one that I own.
So I'll seek out each feather that you've lost,
and help rebuild your tattered little wings,
I'll help you fly again at any cost.
True love's a song that only freedom sings.
I place the final feather with a sigh.
An angel is much sweeter in the sky.
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