Starting Over
This plane is leaving, lifting me right off the ground.
‘Always been afraid of heights, but not so much when I’m change bound.
I’m strapped to 437 tons, that couldn’t hold me back now. I’m going to be free today.
I got one foot on board, and already felt the breeze.
It’s easy swingin’ from here on up and all the way back down to sea.
It’s good to be me some say. I’m going to be free today.
I ain’t got a lot to leave behind. Either way I wouldn’t mind all too much because I’m tough enough as long as I get free one hand to strum along with my screaming heart.
My dreams don’t seem to be too far away. I’m going to be free today.
Hello my brother, it seems as if we’ve dreamt this day before.
I’m on the ground now, and there’s nothing I could want more.
Now I can scream my lungs out any way I please, but as long as I’m with you I consider myself free.
Next time take me with you.
Next time.
‘Always been afraid of heights, but not so much when I’m change bound.
I’m strapped to 437 tons, that couldn’t hold me back now. I’m going to be free today.
I got one foot on board, and already felt the breeze.
It’s easy swingin’ from here on up and all the way back down to sea.
It’s good to be me some say. I’m going to be free today.
I ain’t got a lot to leave behind. Either way I wouldn’t mind all too much because I’m tough enough as long as I get free one hand to strum along with my screaming heart.
My dreams don’t seem to be too far away. I’m going to be free today.
Hello my brother, it seems as if we’ve dreamt this day before.
I’m on the ground now, and there’s nothing I could want more.
Now I can scream my lungs out any way I please, but as long as I’m with you I consider myself free.
Next time take me with you.
Next time.