What if you knew how to fly
Better than you do now
What if the struggle was gone
You could just breathe and soar
What if you didn't fall
When you realized you were lost
And blue skies were all around
Not just above but below like ground
What if there was a word
For feeling like flying
What if you climbed so high
You wouldn't care to come down
And cradled in warm summer wind
Silence replaces sound
What if there was a word
For feeling like flying
What if there was a word
For feeling like flying
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah...
Flying, flying, flying, flying
Flying, flying, flying, flying
Flying, flying, flying, flying
Flying, flying, flying, flying
What if there was a word
For feeling like flying
What if there was a word
For feeling like flying
What if there was a word
For feeling like flying
What if there was a word
For feeling like flying
What if there was a word
(Ah, ah, ah...)
What if there was a word
(Ah, ah, ah...)