Maybe you're crazy for trying How could you dare attempt flying? There's no one who can stop you now The question isn't if but rather how Isn't there pride in ambition? Having a goal and a mission? Who knows what you've yet to be If they can do it, you think "Why not me?" We try to fly It turns to a crawl Once we find out we're not special at all Feathers and wax The wings come undone "Get back to work, kid, there's no time for fun" You're too close to the sun Put all your eggs in one basket Dig your own grave, build your casket You settle into some routine And take a match to every dream you have All of the effort you're giving You are alive but not living You had a chance to make your play But now you're caught up in the day by day So, you fly low, it's safe by the shore But something inside is still hungry for more The wings become stiff You need to be free You say, "This life is too simple for me" You're too close to the sea