كلمات Flying High

Painfully crawling thousands of cars and I can't move on Stuck on this highway I'll find some way out of this daily grind, leave the crowd behind I'd rather be up above all the trees where the clouds are floating by me Rise up so high in my flyin' machine, where the wind takes me, I’ll be free Flying High I will be soaring across the sky I’ll be Flying High I'll be the master of my own time Too many people I feel the anger in the way they drive Way up above them they'll look with envy as-they watch the sky who's that lucky guy I'd rather be up above all of-the trees where the clouds go racing by me Way up so high in my flyin' machine, where the wind takes me, I’ll be free Flying High... Hot acceleration Not a care or worry on my mind G Force in my face, yeah Finally feel some power in my hands I Won't be just another grain of sand I’ll be Flying High I will be soaring across the sky I’ll be Flying High I'll be the master of my own time I’ll be Flying High I will be soaring I’ll be Flying High I’ll be the master of my own time