Perfectly content to watch
The top spin round and round
He’d like to stay there for the day
Without making any sound
He lines his books out on the floor
Perfectly, something’s wrong
Something’s gone, that was there before.

What most may find peculiar
I’ve grown to understand
I’m so happy when he’s happy
When he jumps and flaps his hands
I know he’s just preparing
Preparing for his wings
God’s not finished with them yet
But soon my angel will be free
Soon my angel will be

Fly – high above the ridicule
Above the social expectations
Unforgiving world
Fly – above some disability
Where friends aren’t such illusive shadows and words come naturally

I call his name a dozen times
He doesn’t look my way
He’s lost inside those starry eyes
But proud to echo what I say
Mesmerized by all that shines
Crowded room, all alone
His light is gone, but not so far to find

I see him through the window
Waiting for his wings
He fights to break his silence…….
And I’ll just keep on praying
And thank God for the day
That window is behind us
And our angels found his way
Oh, he’s found his way

Fly – high above the ridicule
Above the social expectations
Unforgiving world
Fly – above some disability
Where friends aren’t such illusive shadows and words come naturally

(CHORUS *)

Fly – high above the ridicule
Above the labels and the limitations
Unforgiving world (unforgiving world)
Fly – above some disability
Where people look beyond the surface
And the words come

(CONNER’S WORDS)

“Mom, I’m doing a good job using my words!”
“Can I play video games now?”

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