when I climb real high
you go huffing and puffing
you hide yourself away and let out a sigh
i often wonder why you hate
when i'm soaring and winning
does my freedom belittle you
does my smile come to you as a wicked surprise
when I climb real high
you go huffing and puffing
you hide yourself away and let out a sigh
i often wonder why you hate
when i'm soaring and winning
does my freedom belittle you
does my smile come to you as a wicked surprise