While the city starts to sleep   She's watching over you   Smoke hangs on the downtown skyline   Moon pushes through   But some people's on fire tonight   Wind rushing round their feet   Someone's gonna sleep well tonight   Word is on the street      So high flyer, high flyer   Fly high tonight   Fly angel, fly higher   Fly here tonight      It's a tribal thing we're seeing   War paint on the face   A question of territory, pride and space   People strutting and feathers flying   It's a sorry scene   Someone's sleeping well tonight   Word is on the street      So high flyer, high flyer   Fly high tonight   Fly angel, fly higher   Fly here tonight      Brother, my brother   Don't let me down again   Mother oh mother   Wipe away your tears again      High flying bird embraced him   Held him to her breast   Soft feathers brushed his face   Finally came to rest   Gently rocking him to and fro   He quietly went to sleep   Someone's found a place of peace tonight   Word is on the street   So high flyer, high flyer   Fly high tonight   Fly angel, fly higher   Fly away tonight      High flyer, high flyer   Fly high tonight   Fly angel, fly higher   Fly safe tonight