She looks out the window At the blue sky and the birds That seem to be flying into it At the winds, blowing through it all Through all that comes in the way Wishing she could be the same Hoping she could be as free As careless, as the winds, and the birds. Her eyes roll back to the reality Her hands in her lap Tied down with an invisible rope It hits her, the anguish of her life And the power of her daydreams Her eyes roll back Out of the window To the world of infinite possibilities.