I fold my dreams into paper planes
Let them fly high through the silver rains
The wind carries stories I'll never know
Where they'll land, I'll let them go
A suitcase full of untold days
Memories packed in faded grays
Every tear a lesson, every smile a song
I've been lost, but I'm moving along
The roads are cracked, but they lead somewhere
Through empty towns and whispered prayers

I chase the sky, wide and untamed
Like wild horses that can't be claimed
There's magic in leaving, a spark in the unknown
A fire in being completely alone
The night holds secrets the day won't say
The Moon my guide, lighting the way
And if I fall, let it be in grace
With dirt on my hands, the wind on my face

No golden crown, no fortune or fame
Just a heart that's full and a soul untamed
So I'll fold my dreams into paper planes
Let them fly far past the hurt and the chains
If they don't return, I won't ask why
I was born to run, I was born to fly