Music
Music
Music
I
Don't mind stormy where the present's the power
Then I want to and it makes me feel better. I have a child
She's pretty and well and this I'm going to tell her
Oh what a day, that wonderful day
I knew that God he heard me pray
Oh what a day, he heard me sing
I'll spread my wings and fly away
Fly away, fly away
Fly away
When I grow old, I know I won't forget
Then I'm still that child
Pretty and wild
In this late December I'll fly away
The story remains and I hope you will remember
You're an angel, everybody sings
We are angels and together we can fly away
Music
Oh what a day, that wonderful day
I knew that God he heard me pray
Oh what a day, he heard me sing
I'll spread my wings and fly away
Oh what a day, that wonderful day
I knew that God he heard me pray
Oh what a day, he heard me sing
I'll spread my wings and fly away
Fly away, fly away
