Pernilla

   I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings
   Coming down is the hardest thing

   Well, the good old days may not return
   And the rocks might melt and the sea may burn

   Well, some say life will beat you down
   Break your heart, steal your crown
   So I've started out, for God knows where
   I guess I'll know when I get there

   I'm learning to fly, around the clouds,
   But what goes up must come down