Ice Dragon - Near Sun, On Earth

I'll go low
And you'll go high

I'll sink into the ground
And you'll float up to the sky

Wings made of wax
Or wings made of stone
They either melt in the sun
Or they're too heavy to hold

From time to time
You'll reach down to help me out

But all i'll ever do
Is look up at you in doubt

Wings made of wax
Or wings made of stone
They either melt in the sun
Or they're too heavy to hold