Too Fast to Fly Together

We met somewhere between the clouds, No map, no ground, no solid doubt. You laughed, I laughed — what were the odds? Two wild directions, same blue spot. We tried to walk a single line, But kept on racing through the sky. You chase the sun, I ride the breeze, Both of us flying — just not the same speed. We’re too fast to fly together, Too free to slow it down. Every wing wants its own weather, Every heart its own way out. It’s funny how it almost worked, But funny’s good — no tears tonight. We didn’t crash, we didn’t burn, We just took off in different lights. I like your fire, you like my storms, But sparks don’t mean we match our forms. We’re not a wrong, we’re not a mess, Just different kinds of happiness. No cages here, no “why not me?” No broken dreams, no tragedy. Just two “wow” moments passing by, Waving hello as we fly by. Final Chorus (bigger, joyful) We’re too fast to fly together, Too real to play pretend. Every wing wants its own forever, And that’s how good stories end. It’s funny how it almost worked, But funny’s still a win tonight. We didn’t lose, we didn’t learn — We just took off in different lights. Different skies, same good goodbye, Wave your wing — I’ll wave mine.