Everybody's looking for something
One thing that makes it all complete
You'll find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be.

Some find it in the face of their children
Some find it in their lover's eyes
When you've found that special thing
You're flying without wings.

Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You'll find it in the words of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry.

You find it in the deepest friendship
The kind you cherish all your life
And when you know how much that means
You've found that special thing
You're flying without wings.

So, impossible as they may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
'Cos who's to know which one you let go
Would have made you complete.

Well, for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sun rise on your face
To know that I can say I love you
at any given time or place.

It's little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it's like flying without wings
'Cos you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings.

You're the place my life begins
You'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy you bring
I'm flying without wings.

Artist: Ruben Studdard

Special memorials to Missy:
A Memorial to Missy
Please God, Tell Me...


Thank you, Fran, for this beautiful picture.
I know you will miss her, too.
She is safe in Dawn's arms now.

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Kiss your children every day - today is gone, and tomorrow may never come.