spreading wings

I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
So I prayed.

I'll spread my wings and
I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky.
Out of the darkness and
into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I love.
And I'll make a wish.

my blueberry nights.

Elizabeth: So what's wrong with the Blueberry Pie?
Jeremy: There's nothing wrong with the Blueberry Pie, just people make other choices. You can't blame the Blueberry Pie, it's just... no one wants it.


Elizabeth: Wait! I want a piece.