There is a way outside this box,
And I’m wondering if you’ll find it, too,
because I am lonely,
I miss you.
I will help you climb out,
Just grab my hand and let’s go.
Let’s fly away, let’s fly.
Let’s get away from that ego.
Treasure the moment,
For that moment is a memory,
And I have many of them,
Of you and me.
Memories portraying beauty,
Of the world we see,
Dipped in ink, written poetry,
Now, come fly with me.
There is a way outside this box,
and I’m wondering if you’ll find it too,
because I am lonely—
I miss you.
I will help you climb out.
Just grab my hand and let’s go.
Let’s fly away. Let’s fly.
Let’s get away from that ego.
Treasure the moment,
for that moment is a memory.
And I have many of them—
of you and me.