I fold my dreams into paper planes Let them fly high through the silver rains The wind carries stories I'll never know Where they'll land, I'll let them go A suitcase full of untold days Memories packed in faded grays Every tear a lesson, every smile a song I've been lost, but I'm moving along The roads are cracked, but they lead somewhere Through empty towns and whispered prayers I chase the sky, wide and untamed Like wild horses that can't be claimed There's magic in leaving, a spark in the unknown A fire in being completely alone The night holds secrets the day won't say The Moon my guide, lighting the way And if I fall, let it be in grace With dirt on my hands, the wind on my face No golden crown, no fortune or fame Just a heart that's full and a soul untamed So I'll fold my dreams into paper planes Let them fly far past the hurt and the chains If they don't return, I won't ask why I was born to run, I was born to fly