Tell me ,
All about the skies you roamed
All about the birds you met
All about the trees you slept in
Was it worth it ?
Worth it, leaving us all behind?
My heart, overwhelmed and cold
It betrayed me many times,untold
I was roaming alone
Singing songs of melancholic tone..
But was it worth it?
Here souls don't speak
and no promises, we keep
There, the climb is steep
Freedom is always worth the leap.