Prodigal

Don't call me the prodigal son 'Cause I ain't coming back I'll make it on my own Let me walk my own path Don't worry about me I've got everything I need I want to see the world through my own eyes Climb a mountain to see the sky Across the stars on the other side One of these days I won't be around I'll rip my roots up from the ground With wings of feathers, string and wax I'll fly towards the sun 'Til they melt from my back Don't tell me there's nothing left to find There's nothing more than this I'll stumble and I'll fall But I'll find the strength to carry on One of these days I won't be around I'll rip my roots up from this ground With wings of feathers, string and wax I'll fly towards the sun 'Til they melt from my back One of these days I won't be around I'll rip my roots up from the ground With wings of feathers, string and wax I'll fly towards the sun 'Til they melt from my back 'Til they melt from my back