Fly high

I have always dreamt of a bird with long wings
Who could fly high without any string
But time leads you where you are supposed to be by god
Somewhere in between or somewhere apart

I thank God for the people around me
Good or bad is what destiny has decided
I believe it's never the same you get what you give
But somewhere god is watching for the things 
all way

My heart my soul is true spirit of god
I believe in prayers but not in way
God hears you out either quite or loud
Generosity is the ideal way up there

World is yes indeed full of tits and bits 
Life is yes indeed full of wear and tear 
So I have learnt when to shout when to hear
This is life which gets as hard as you hit.