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Though our bodies may be confined by the physical...Our minds and spirits are free to travel wherever we choose! |
--- In This Wheel Chair ---
I'm sitting here in this wheel chair
But I'm skipping through those fields out there
Flowers caught between my toes
Their fragrance on my clothes
You may see me here in this wheel chair
Thinking that you're sorry for me
I'm not really here I am way out there
Singing with the bluebirds and free
I'm sitting here in this wheelchair
But I'm climbing up those hills out there
Pine cones underneath my feet
In the blue sky mountain breeze
You may see me here in this wheel chair
Thinking that you're sorry for me
I'm not really here I am way up there
Soaring with the eagles and free
I'm sitting here in this wheel chair
But I'm flying through those clouds up there
Angels underneath my wings
Showing me new things
You may see me here in this wheelchair
Thinking that you're sorry for me
I'm not really here I am way up there
Gazing past a valley to eternity
I'm sitting here in this wheel chair
But I'm Not Really Here!
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