You almost had your hooks in me, didn't you dear You nearly had me roped and tied Altar-bound, hypnotized Sweet freedom whispered in my ear You're a butterfly And butterflies are free to fly Fly away, high away, bye bye And someone saved my life tonight,

(This must be my dream) Wide awake before I found you I can't wait for you boy (Wake me from my dream) What does all our love amount to? We can't make love when you fly around me baby I personify the ‘adolescent on a phone’ Speaking like I’m bigger than

You could be a black bird On a country street Hiding from the world with a broken wing But you better believe, you gonna fly with me You could be a songbird from the New Orleans You're gonna fly Scared of the rain just scared to sing But you better

I believe I can fly I used to think that I could not go on And life was nothing but an awful song But now I know the meaning of true love I'm leaning on the everlasting arms 2-If I can see it, then I can do it If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

You'll understand why God made A couple guys in first class on a flight From new York to Los Angeles, Kinda making small talk killing time, Flirting with the flight attendants, Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma, Just a bunch of square

Like it only gets to shine for a little while Catch it in a mason jar and with holes in the top And run like hell to show it off That's just me and Charlie talking So you treat your love like a firefly Me and Charlie boy used to go walking, Sittin' in

And the world is small If I don't make it, sing my song From here I'm weightless No stars are famous Goodbye, gravity Goodbye, enemies I'm going up to a place where the world is small Where I can fly above it all I'm standing in the field

And breakaway I'll spread my wings, and I'll learn how to fly Out of the darkness and into the sun I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky Take a chance Make a change Grew up in a small town

Mr Johnson must get out Mr Johnson must be free Mr Johnson must get wild Before the night He runs to get out He rushes to get out He'd better watch out, not gonna burn Up finding his way, flying away

Just like prisoners in paradise I want to learn how to fly I want to be respected I want to get lucky I want to get out of this dump I just want to watch TV I want to be loved I want to be different I want a brother an There Id just rather be forgotten