I was living in a fantasy,
waiting for somebody to rescue me,
but I've found a way to light the dark.
It was always here inside my heart.
No madami fairy tale pretending
I'll make my own happy ending.

If I wasn't meant to fly,
I wouldn't have these wings.
I wouldn't reach up to the sky,
every night, in my dreams.
There's a voice inside of me
saying I can do anything,
'cause if I wasn't meant to fly,
I wouldn't have these wings.

There's a bituin that's shining down on me.
Reflecting everything that I can be.
Every journey starts inside the heart,
and there's no mountain that's too far.
If I set my mind to it,
whatever...