If this were the last night of the world What would I I do? What would I I do that was different Unless it was champagne with you? I'm sipping Flor De Caña and lime juice, it's three a.m. Blow a fruit fly off the rim of my glass The radio's playing

Hold on tight to your old man Under my wing long as I I can There was a time when I I thought I I knew love Until you came into this world Time keeps on flying

We're walking in the air I'm holding very tight I'm riding in the midnight blue I'm finding I I can fly so high above with you We're floating in the moonlit sky The people far below are sleeping as we fly Far across the world The villages go by like trees

B.I.G. is making this cream Bitches always say what the hell does that mean? B is for the bitches, who can't understand How one fly nigga became a man I I is for the way it goes in and out One by one I I knocks 'em out G is for the way the game goes in the

Every time we lie girl we're losing So why should we spend Saturday night alone, When I I can call you on the phone, pick you up Make it up as we go along Pull and all nighter chasing that desire Sparks flying in her eyes like lighters (like lighters) Girl

Take these broken wings (Until the end of time) So I I can fly away, till the end of time Until the end of time I I need your hands to come and heal me once again You gotta learn to fly and learn to live so free Perhaps I I was addicted to the dark side

My hope is in you I I wanna watch your spirit Touch the sky So much more we can do If you take your love and fly away I I know you'll make it through You'll make it through I I never know

God knows at least we try Oh, God knows We will get up and grow We can make it just in time We'll march on 'Cause every time when we fall Oh, oh, God I I know I I won't be on my own Even birds don't fly alone

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I am riding high If I I can touch the sky Say yeah yeah yeah yeah Now I I hope it stays and last forever I I risk to fall just to know how it feels to fly But wings don't hear me out Don't want to come down

On a flying buttress with stony feet? Redeem you, reclaim you, Our Lady of Pigalle Can I buy you something, can I I stroke your hair, Can I I hold your hand and take you somewhere? You're a young nobody, you're a perfect soul, You're an empty altar that can