A SongArtist : Pure Saturday

Feel the summer wind blow soft
By the mountain
Cleans my eyes and I can see
Far away...

The cloud is ask me to get by
Its amaze me...
Make me wanna chase the sky
Try to fly...

And I will call on you
To be my guide
So we holding together
Flying high...

Far behind is always
Coming on...
But we're just smile and care about
To let it on...

I am telling you
To hold me tight
So we holding each other
Flying forever
Higher and higher
Try to be clearer

I will call on you
To be my guide
So we holding together
Try to be nearer
Tear up these fears
Burn all those tears
So we holding each other
Try to be clearer
Higher and higher
Try to be nearer
Tear up these fears