It feels like something

I wanna be there when the horses are running

I wanna see your smiling face in the morning

I wanna be there when you wake up, wake up  

I wanna hear you when you call me  

Now will you call me?

My hands are tired, my weary soul

The hard lessons, i took them in just to let them go

And it feels like i’m closer, a peasant parading next to the crown  

And i’m touching the sky but i can’t seem to lift my feet of the ground