The curtain's up, the band begins to play The mayor's there, his lovely wife's been Squeezed into the fashions of the day You make your entrance on time
my trash For stuff I've long thrown away You bring it back on a tray And I hear you wheezing in the hall Spreading gems and old news You always love
me Or a seat on the wing of a jumbo jet Flying straight to Mercury But what's the matter with me? Baby, I've been such a fool We'll hop on a raft and
look off in the distance Blow a kiss away A thousand miles between us Disappears from there I watch as all the starlings Flying from the north The beating of their wings
You know I'm goin' like cool breeze Git it on! Yeah, walk! Git it on, git it on, git it on, do it! Git it on, git it on! You know you can't catch me!
feel the raindrops on your knees silver pink ponies flying over me flying over me they're flying over you too silver pink ponies flying over me flying
the White Queen with its white jade towers. From out of the sun a giant gull came flying And the children got ready to sit on its wings. They waved
's like backwards rain, yeah You lift me up like a kite on a string Like a bird on new found wings So high on you, I'm floating and flying around Your love
- yeah You lift me up like a kite on a string Chorus Like a bird on newfound wings So high on you, I'm floating and flying around Your love is like
'd fly away, hey hey Let me fly away, hey, hey Yes, I'm flying Flying I'm flying right now, yeah Ooh, I'd fly away All of this talk about flying away
still in the magic of a timeless place One hundred small children, they laugh at the white doves That rest on their hands with the touch of love On a
feed her habit Now we get whores and pimps and skanks Oh when your judgment came down even he gave thanks Whatever happened to me, can't remember my name Flying so high on angelic wings
the time of the year That love is coming unexpectedly Knocking on your door, begging to come in Baby, won't you spread your wings Won't you come on down
gold It's my one reminder of A women turning cold Her love lies in his money And mines in a pair of wings On a flying silver eagle that used to be a
inside I'm flying solo As free and as light as a bird Yet I could lay my wings down in a moment To guard and comfort her She is so beautiful Light filled, loving
Two hearts, throwing off sparks Young and in love with our freedom Moonlight, those soft Southern nights We were both ripe to fall Well, I was out on
get so much In love... In love... Sometimes always captures Always slips around Love is linen shrouded And floats like lion down In love... THE VOID