Lyrics:

Flying Through The Air  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
side By Side We Dip Bend And Climb  â â â â â â â â â â â â 
flying Through The Air So Free  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
feel Them Left Behind Below Us.
flying Through The Air  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
mad Old You And Me We Are Going  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
at It Just For Kicks For Kicks  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
you'll See  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
that They'll Wish They Were You  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
right Along Here With Me  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
you And Me.
â climbing Through The Sky  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
leaving All Our Thoughts Faraway,  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
climbing Feel The Stars Up Here  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
touch Your Eyes And Fall Beside You.  â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
side By Side We Soar  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
me And You Just Glide  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
we Are Gaming In A Fall A Fall A Fall  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
we Feel,  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
but It's All In Your Mind  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
as We Turn Round And Climb  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
right Back Here.
â oh Oh Oh Oh Oh...................  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
oh Oh Oh Oh Oh...................
â great Whit Silver Bird  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
soars Again To Catch Good Old Mister Sun Who Hides Who Hides  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
who Hides For Fun  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
but It's All In The Game  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
life Is Still All The Same  â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â 
here We Go.