Autumn breeze touches my skin
Dry cool air dries out my dream
To fly my kite it's time in the wind
To the big blue blue sky I throw
From my heart I knew I have to let it go
The more I let go, the more I am in control
And in the deep purple sky of the winter night
I will find the stars mimicking my kite
Blinking and hinting me how to win the fight
With my eyes I am pulling the line of my kite
Not with strength I used to fight
But in the hope of seeing the silver light
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