I love the feeling when we lift off
Watching the world so small below
I love the dreaming when I think of
The safety in the clouds out my window
I wonder what keeps us so high up
Could there be a love beneath these wings?
If we suddenly fall should I scream out
Or keep very quiet and cling to my mouth?
As I’m crying, so frightened of dying
Relax, yes, I’m trying
This fear’s got a hold on me
Yes, this fear’s got a hold on me