Flying

This isn't how I thought this all would go. Waiting for contact, come in ground control. Stuck on the tarmac is taking its toll. When I could be flying. Yeah, I'm gonna be flying. All systems ready to go. All systems ready to go. I'm gonna be flying high again. I'm gonna be flying till the end. Keep me so-o-o-o-ar, Keep so-o-o. I'm gonna be flying till I'm dead. Can't bring me down where I am. Can't find me when I'm high. These wings are made for flying. The clouds are parting and I can see the Sun. I know this ain't right but it's got to Be done. Pull on my boots and strap on my gun. Like a rocket I'm climbing. Wheels up, I'm flying. All systems ready to go. All systems ready to go. I'm gonna be flying high again. I'm gonna be flying till the end. Keep me so-o-o-o-ar, keep me so-o-o. I'm gonna be flying till I'm dead. All systems ready to go. All systems ready to go. Can't bring me down where I am. Flying, flying. I'm gonna be flying high again. I'm gonna be flying till the end. All systems ready to go. Keep me so-o-o-o-ar, keep me so-o-o. I'm gonna be flying, flying, yeah. Flying, flying. I'm gonna be flying till I'm Dead. Can't bring me down where I am. Can't find me when I'm high. These wings are made for flying