28 May 2012
Oh how I wish that I could fly! I'd swoop straight up to the turquoise sky. I'd have a race with an airplane, Just as long as it didn't rain.
I'd gracefully glide through the air, The wind attacking my crimson hair. I'd chill with pigeons and geese alike; There'd be no need for my rusty bike.
I'd wake up late and have a lye-in, Then rush to school with my head in a spin. I'd get a bird's-eye view of Wembley, My friends would feel so much envy.
Oh how I wish that I could fly, I'd have such fun terrorising up high.
If I Could Fly • Opuss № I