9 in the morning saturday came
moms in the kitchen fixing the sink
and dad got up early to work hard outside
today was the day he would teach me to ride
i rush to the kitchen to eat up the meal
dad waltzing in with a smile that was real
he knew i was watching he knew i was there
ready to chase all the birds in the air
travling faster and racing the wind
all is alive and the sky has a grin
while it welcomes me right here
i have no limits and no need to cry
free like an eagle high in the sky
what could stop these wings when they fly
dad takes my hand we walk out the door
hes ready to show me just how to soar
he took off the trainers and placed me ontop
held on the back as he gave me the talk
i kept on moving and once he let go
i did as he told me which is all i know
i went threw the tunnel straight to the beach
pedling down the sandy concrete
travling faster and racing the wind
all is alive and the sky has a grin
while it welcomes me right here
i have no limits and no need to cry
free like an eagle high in the sky
what could stop these wings when they fly
i pay no attention to the road all around
a rock stops the wheel as i plunge to the ground
i cant move a muscle and the ride is deformed
im more then just helpless in these clothes that are torn
but off in the distance a man starts to run
it was my daddy saving his son
and the more that i cried
the more he embraced
so i rolled onto his sholders and flying back home
we raced
travling faster and racing the wind
all is alive and the sky has a grin
while it welcomes me right here
i have no limits and no need to cry
free like an eagle high in the sky
