I fly like a bird
wandering this world
without a thought in mind.
Yet I don't know if the person I truly love has arrived.
I fly and fly, meeting so many people, yet I just can't understand.
I know the time isn't right and I shouldn't rush it
like others who fly and don't want to wait and become
entrapped in a steel cage never to be let out of sight,
never to speak when they want to,
never loved, just for show.
So I will fly until the end of the world,
yet I will still wait forever, for the man who will show interest in me,