Flying - Brigham Phillips, John Herberman, Cait Agus Sean

High above, twisting streams

You and I, sharing dreams

Floating free, feels like we’re flying

Touching down, here and there

Hitting ground, losing air

Getting up, staying together

Look in my eyes, take my hand

Don’t look back on the land

If you believe, we’ll be flying

Sunlight lights up your face

As we float in this place

If you believe, we’ll be flying

Mouthing words, in the air

No one hears, no one cares

Here, we find words have no meaning

Floating by, fields of snow

On the ground, far below

Frozen lakes silent and lonely

Look in my eyes, take my hand

Don’t look back on the land

If you believe, we’ll be flying

Sunlight lights up your face

As we float in this place

If you believe, we’ll be flying

Lifting up, turning free

This is how, love should be When we break free from the shadows

Look in my eyes, take my hand

Don’t look back on the land

If you believe, we’ll be flying

Sunlight lights up your face

As we float in this place

If you believe, we’ll be flying

Floating by, fields of snow

On the ground, far below

Frozen lakes silent and lonely

Lonely