I feel like flying   I could get so high   If i, could go flying,   I'd wave, to the stars goodbye      I feel like flying   Through, the clouds i want to run   Through, the soft damp summer sky   And past, the butter sun      If you, came flying   We'd fly, as if from a gun   We'd shine, like the deep blue sea   And like, the butter sun            myspace.com/theshivas