If the wind were to call you
And offer you wings
Then promise to show you
Mysterious things
Would your poor body tremble
And lose all control?
Or would you resemble
A hawk on patrol?It's the urge .... to fly
Looking for the ultimate high...
When you stare up into that endless sky
Don't you ever get the urge .. the urge to fly?When the sky is a war zone
Of lightning and rain
And all that you'd planned on
Is washed down the dream
Do you dream of tomorrow
And what it might hold?
The pleasures and sorrow
The hot and the coldIt's the urge .... to fly
Looking for the ultimate high...
When you stare up into that endless sky
Don't you ever get the urge .. the urge to fly?Look around and see the frowning faces
Of those who'd rather be in other places
Can't they see that if they'd only try
They could somehow find the urge to flyIt's the urge .... to fly
Looking for the ultimate high...
When you stare up into that endless sky
Don't you ever get the urge .. the urge to fly?