I believe I can fly If I just believe it, there's nothing to it I believe I can touch the sky I think about it every night and day Spread my wings and fly away I believe I can soar I see me running through that open door I used to think that I could not

What's my age again, what's my age again? Nobody likes you when you're twenty three My friends say I should act my age And that's about the time she walked away from me I took her out, it was a Friday night I wore cologne to get the feeling right We

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

That could still be us Wish I could say it don't get to me but it does And I know I probably think about you way too much But that's because And it still is sometimes at night when my eyes are shut Wide awake staring at my phone Who's gonna give in

I wanna show you off Damn girl lookin' so pretty How's about a little drive to the city Hey babe spend the night with me Make the downtown boys jealous when you kiss me I know you like it That I'm shy and kinda quiet But tonight I

I'm learning all about my life By looking through her eyes She never really had a chance On that fateful moonlit night Sacrificed without a fight A victim of a circumstance Now that I've become aware And I've exposed this tragedy A sadness grows inside

Just an alien Oh, we just want to get home again If you want to That's alright We were just about to lose our home Diamonds ate the radio Moving in the dead of night We took photographs just some just so History someone to know

Spell the rest for me The perfect rhythm for the melody We just need one more letter, come on, come on now Well I must be sipping on something tonight Honestly, you got me out of my mind, my mind You've got me talking about L.O.V I know that you could be

I don't want to hear about it later I don't want to, baby I don't want to I want a run for my money, that's all You can try me at home, if it feels all right But I ain't home at night Ain't got no money, got no house on the hill Tell me, honey, will your

She's a poor girl This is a story 'bout a poor girl, a story that you ought to know She lived all alone in a one room flat on a street where the lights are low Every night about the same time she'd go and put her glad rags on Go to the place where