Like a moth to a flame of a candle light
In the darkest hour you were in my sights
I was a bird of prey looking for a sacrifice
But you were a pacifist carefree spirit and a bird of paradise
So spread your wings baby, spread your wings wide
Go spread your things, don't you keep 'em inside
So spread your wings baby, spread your wings wide
Go spread your things, don't you keep 'em inside
So spread your wings baby, spread your wings wide
Go spread your things, you've got nothing to hide, so
Fly, fly, go on and spread your wings wide
Fly, fly, go on into the wild
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