Pruning
The thing about clipping my wings
Is that it saves me from flying too close to the sun again
So sure, you can stop me from soaring and feeling the wind on my face
But I can still walk with my head held high
The thing about clipping my wings
Is that it saves me from flying too close to the sun again
So sure, you can stop me from soaring and feeling the wind on my face
But I can still walk with my head held high