This is mole's little story brave mole that want to be a bird
I want to see beyond blue I want to break all the rules I want to meet the clouds snowy white and want to feel the sky
In this dark and gloomy earth There are no shadows and no light The Days have no meaning here at all I know The way we go along
Do we need to have empty eyes Do we need to be laughed upon Up and more up to take all chances there given
I'm looking for the sky and in the bright clear sight I can fly if I only believe A world I never have seen before
A mirage before my eyes
My hands have turned into wings My voice becomes a melody My black body is light with colorful wings to fly so far away
A tunnel made of rainbow colors The big moon and stars are parade Across the horizon, dancing with the wind, a magic to be born
This is mole's little story brave mole that want to be a bird so much
Being touched by the sun And it was so bright it took his life
The mole fell as he looked the sky With the mean sun rays beat down on him endlessly He became a bird in a world of illusion now
You can say this is a sad ending Or you can say it's a happy one No one will ever know, its how we feel inside
I'm looking for the sky and in the bright clear sight I found the answer as a bird Don't wake me from this dream I held my hand to the sky I felt I could be the one But my body was burning I thought I could still feel partial wings
