what i touch i feel my fingers move but my torso stays still feet clamer as they hold me up eyes move looking up mouth shouts as you leave hands clenched tight palms wet as i start to beleave your back looking at me your hair blowing in the breeze as your feet move further away my tears run as my hand moves to stop this one i stand alone as you get further away let the bird fly it may return one day

I like this, Woz. Here, toss this around with me a bit. This suited me as I broke it down . . .

Let Fly

What i touch i feel, my fingers move, but my torso stays still - feet clamor,
As they hold me up,

Eyes move looking up, mouth shouts as you leave, hands clenched tight, palms wet,
As I start to believe - your back looking at me your hair blowing in the breeze,

As your feet move further away my tears run as my hand moves to stop this one,
I stand alone as you get further away - let the bird fly . . .

It may just return one day.

woznotwoz1

ty tommy all from you is appreciated i ive and learn ty looks better sounds better to ty again