My Enemy

If I could fly to find out where my place is
Find out where my place is above the skies
I long to be in flight

I would hide the tired river’s eyes
The lonely mountain cries out to the sea

To lift the sorrow from the world
To lift the sorrow from the world

And I am blind with every certainty
It’s all that I believe
My enemy

I long to be set free
To leave the sorrow in this world
To leave the sorrow in this world