Youth is held in my two hands,
Why care where I fall or stand?
I dream—
Like a seagull soaring high and free,
Over oceans, sky, and sea,
I just want to be.
I dream—
Of flying where the sky meets light,
Past the edge of day and night,
To a world so bright.
Wave goodbye, I’m on my way,
Let my soul become the spray,
Let me fly away.
Youth is held in my two hands,
When it's time to go, I’ll go.
I dream—
Like a seagull soaring high and free,
Over oceans, sky, and sea,
I just want to be.
I dream—
Of flying where the sky meets light,
Past the edge of day and night,
To a world so bright.
Wave goodbye, I’m on my way,
Let my soul become the spray,
Let me fly away.
Youth is held in my two hands,
When it's time to go, I’ll go,
Why care what I gain or lose?