So small yet still so proud. At night before he dreams he looks into the clouds. A high flyer's what I want to be. Seems they won't let me says I'm too small. Don't feel so small at all. Break my dreams that's what they'll do. Well I'm going. To run away and learn to fly like you. I'm going to go so high and swoop so low. You can't bring me down going to be so proud. Little angel you got to learn to fly. Get up and earn your wings tonight. Little angel just look in my eyes. Get up and earn your wings tonight. Push and shove then climb aboard. This is the shuttle train to the top of the world. When you look around what do you see?. These are all high flyers. But none of these high flyers look like me. What is that supposed to mean?. What am I supposed to be?. I pull my way up through this crowd. To find your body crushed on the ground. It's so obvious why couldn't you see?. That you can't go high flying without a pair of high-flyer wings. Little one's broken lying on the ground. Trying to get up 'till his last breath out. Wings are strewn everywhere there's blood all around. 'Cause even angels die but that light just fades. It's so sad but he'd be so proud. Broken angel you've got to learn to fly. Get up and earn your wings tonight. Broken angel just look in my eyes. Get up and earn your wings tonight. Get up and earn your wings. Earn your wings tonight. . Corrigido por PetitAnge