Got a trick
Up my sleeve
I've learned to play when I have had enough.
Gotta see
It to believe
The view beneath ya when ya rise above.
I close my eyes,
Open my mind,
And in a breath I start to levitate.
All of my cares
Trailin' behind,
I'm movin' faster than the hand of fate.
Use the wings you never knew you had
Anyone tries to bring you down,
You gotta fly-y-y-y-y-y-y!
Leave 'em the way I do the ground!
You gotta fly-y-y-y-y-y-y!
Oh-oh-oh!
You gotta fly!
Oh-oh-oh!
Long ago
Realized
A lotta people live for bein' cruel.
Wearin' smiles
Like a disguise,
They swear they keep it real, they keep it cool.
Oh, but they don't,
Not in the least,
And that's the reason that ya need a plan.
When they begin
Speakin' their piece,
Ya get to vanish from the place ya stand.
Higher, higher than the reach of words!
Higher, higher even than the birds!
Writer(s): Charlie Mason, Carl Thander
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