Fingerprints on the glass
Faces blurred driving past
The world was endlessly vast
Nothing could ever make me blue
Rows of houses fade to green
I open the window just to see
The wind dances through the leaves
And plays a song that sounds like...
I'm flying...
I'm flying...
Any worry I forget
As river and ocean meet to wed
Not a single word was said
And still, the water sounds like...
I'm flying...
I'm flying...