Flying Lyrics
Flying across (the) space awayI am feeling like a real kingAnd beneath us is everythingI haven't treasures nor estatesBut I offer something greatOver the tops of oldest treesYour flying soul plays with me(The) wind is a stroke when the air is cleanSuch a view I've never seenPleasure of freedom, I can flyFurther, further, high so high[chorus]Fast my magic, fastFlying across the skylineMy free heart at lastForever will be mineClose to you, alone with meCrossing skies or sailing seasFor my magic is fancy-madeBut my illusions never fadePleasure of reedom, I can flyFurther, further, high so high[chorus]
Dark Moor Flying
