The sky was both white and Gold
On the day it snowed without You
And I was both glad and cold
Because I remember her, too
Sometimes we want to fly
Sometimes we try to ride
Sometimes it all goes right
And sometimes we die trying
I see a hawk flying around
Above the mountains I climb
I sat on a stump of a tree long Gone
Just to clear my mind
Sometimes we want to fly
Sometimes we try to ride
Sometimes it all goes right
And sometimes we die trying
I heard about a man on the edge
Breaking all the rules for his Friends
It doesn't matter he'd do it Again
For better or worse ends
Sometimes we want to fly
Sometimes we try to ride
Sometimes it all goes right
And sometimes we die trying
Sometimes we want to fly
Sometimes we try to ride
Sometimes it all goes right
And sometimes we die trying