Oh, to fly
Oh, to fly
To soar amidst the birds and planes
To look down and see
the beautiful colors of the trees in the fall
I wish to be a bird
and fly, oh so high
to look down on people as ants
stopping every so often to rest
and catch my breath
and while I'm resting
to sing a song
A song to which only I
know the tune
Chirp, chirp, chirp, and a tweet
Ha, ha, ha...
Only I know what it means
Oops, I must fly again
for I have been spotted
Up, up, up, I fly
Oh, to fly
To fly