If I Could Fly

1.3

He called me today, to see if I was okay.

I hadn't had a job or a place to stay, I'm asking for money and living in the freeway.

He told me to go back home, I told him why on earth should I leave him alone.

He told me he'll be fine and I could visit, that he'll only had five years of prison.

That I could wait until he is free, so I did and now I'm only two years away from my bachelor degree.

I stopped visiting him in prison because of my studies, never called him because of me moving to different countries.

I almost forgot about the boy in prison, I came back to see what I was missing.

People told me he was looking for me, but gave him when he was looking for nobody.

Now it's my turn to do the same, I started asking people if they heard his name.

I looked for weeks and couldn't find a thing. An old man told me the last time he saw him was last spring.

If I could fly I would easily find you, but all I can do is pursue.

I should've stayed and looked after you, before I was going to quit I saw you pass through.