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Flying
Here I am flying
Looking down at mother earth below
Above me only blue skies
Below me is a cotton candy world
Here I am dreaming
Plane I?m on flies gently as a bird
Captain said something
But I never heard single word
Here I am flying
Look above you
I?ll be watching you
Maybe you won?t see me
But soon I?ll be flying
Soon I?ll be flying home to you
Gazing at the sunrise
Homeland sure looks green far down below
Now we?re almost landed
I can see the hostess by the door
Here I am flying
Look above you
I?ll be watching you
Maybe you won?t see me
But soon I?ll be flying
Soon I?ll be flying home to you
Won?t be long ?till I see
Bridges on our river
Looking at the old familiar lights
Won?t be long ?till we?ll be
Making up for countless sleepless nights
Here I am flying
Looking down at mother earth below
Above me only blue skies
Below me is a cotton candy world
Here I am flying
Look above you
I?ll be watching you
Maybe you won?t see me
But soon I?ll be flying
Soon I?ll be flying home to you
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