One Day You Will Fly Too

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I get up early, and I comb my hair and
Brush my teeth and I talk to the little
      Em
White birdy on my windowsill. Everytime
                              Am
He speaks he helps to cure my worry
Oh how I wish, he didn't always have to
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Fly away. I sit down and he bats his wing
And he nods his head say recently I've
Em
Found that I think too much about things
                               Am
I've said. Will I ever find my crown, if I
                           F
Can barely even make it through the day?

                              C
And he says just think of the sunshine
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When you're stuck in the storm. When you're
        Am
Cold in December just try to remember how
               F                     C
It feels to be warm. This world's confusing
             Em    G
Just take it as it comes. I hope you haven't
Am
Forgotten, I've one thing in common with
F              N.C
You. Cause one day you will fly too

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              C
I stay up too late, when there's no more
                                     Em
Light and the house gets quiet and I think
About my day and I play some chords and I
                        G             Am
Write some words that I didn't get to say
                     F
I think I've come to understand, I
 C
Underestimate the power of my silly little fears
        Em
I'm not grateful for all that I have until
                  Am
It disappears. My heart isn't sturdy but I'll
    F
Be okay cause I still have my birdy who tells
Me to

             C
Think of the sunshine
                         G
When you're stuck in the storm. When you're
        Am
Cold in December just try to remember how
               F                     C
It feels to be warm. This world's confusing
             Em    G
Just take it as it comes. I hope you haven't
    Am
Forgotten, I've one thing in common with
F
You

             C
He said that he had wings when he was born
                                  Em
And he didn't know why. Said he'd walk among
The flowers and he'd look up at the sky
              Am
Said that he didn't think he was like the
                                F
Birds that were up high. Didn't think that
He could fly, so he didn't even try
C
Until he started questioning the things he
                      Em
Saw as true, then his worries started
Lessening and next thing that he knew, he
    Am                          F  N.C
Was flying, no denying. There's often big
Things hidden in the little things we do

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One day you will fly too

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