Oh, if I could only fly, 
Through dark gray clouds, 
And bright sunlight, 
Oh, if I could only fly.
Oh, if I could only fly, 
Above the Forests, 
And brooks below, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
Above the tall peaks, 
Of mountains below, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
As an eagle with wings
That spread so wide, 
Oh, if I could only fly
Oh, if I could only fly, 
To smell the flowers, 
I see below
Oh, if I could only fly
Oh, if I could only fly, 
Through falling of rain, 
The beautiful rainbow, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
And change the world, 
That lies below, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
I’d sit on clouds
As angels do, 
Oh, if I could only fly
 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
I’d make the world, 
A peaceful place, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
Oh, if I could only fly, 
A world in peace 
And harmony, 
Oh, if I could only fly.
BJ Ayers
Copyright@2008                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
That would be the best thing ever. If only, so you would see me up there too