I believe I can touch the sky Spread my wings and fly away I see me running through that open door I believe I can fly If I can see it, I can do it If I can see it then I can do it If I just believe it, there's nothing to it I believe I could fly Think

Get ready for it I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise I wish today it will rain all day Maybe that will kinda make the pain go away Trying to forgive you for abandoning me Praying but I think I'm

Fly away, skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left so very far behind For just a Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day That he can spread his wings And fly away again Turn me loose from your hands

In the middle of the night And it wasn't just a dream The Sunday after there was laughter in the air Everybody had a kite They were flying everywhere And all the trouble went away All the trouble went away We try and try with all our mights To light a

And when the owls cry in the night If the river runs dry, baby, how do you feel? Oh baby it's cryin' time Oh baby I got to fly Got to try to find a way Got to try to get away 'Cause you know I gotta get away from you babe

I'm an eagle that rides on the breeze Over mountains and forests and seas And to go anywhere that I please They came flying from far away, now I'm under their spell I love hearing the stories that they tell They've seen places beyond my land and they've

Life rocked me, ultra-softly Dreaming about heroin And took your life away I put you on an aeroplane Destined for a foreign land I'm flying to the moon again Oh, oh, oh, oh

Throw it away, forget yesterday We'll make the great escape Won't hear a word they say They don't know us anyway Watch it turn, let it fly 'Cause we are finally free tonight Paper bags and plastic hearts All our belongings in shopping carts Goodbye, we

You cannot run, you cannot hide or fly away Escape from yesterday, try to hide when you see me Cannot run from the fury When I repent that I'm the cover of the magazine And even thought I know it's all what I wanted I wish to be beheaded by a guillotine

I cannot cry ?cause the shoulder cries more Get away, run away, fly away Lead me astray, to dreamer?s hideaway I cannot die, I, the whore for the cold world Forgive me, I have but two faces One for the world, One for God save me I cannot die, I, a whore