Previously I wanted .......

Previously I wanted to fly
High in the sky
Hope gave me wings to dream
The flight to the moon
On a flying carpet
Passing by the stars
Where fairies may sing
The tune of a fantastic symphony
Swift and sweet
Releasing a magical power
To take the plane of wishes
To the seventh sky
But now I want to cry
As utmost hope vanished
In the clouds misty and chilly
That burdened the wings of hope
And brought me back to an awoke zone