It seems like I'm thinking a little bit too much
Here, sleepless in my room

I feel like I might as well take off into the night
A sigh falls next to the window

I slip out into the moon light, to somewhere far away
But I want to try and flap my wings
What should I do?

I want to fly well, I want to fly well
Though I don't know how to fly...
I want to fly well, I want to fly well
I wish someone would show me how

There are surely plenty of things that I don't yet know
And there's nothing but lies on TV

I can't do this kind of thing
When taking shelter from the rain
I'm soaking wet, but I don't care

I want to fly well, I want to fly well
In order to know how to fly...
I want to fly well, I want to fly well
I've got to get into the sky, to skyline

I can't wait for my chance
The same morning repeats over and over again
I wonder how many I've counted? I'm going to paint the skyline

I don't know how to fly, I'm not sure if I can fly
I want to fly well, I want to fly well
But, here I go

I want to fly well, I want to fly well
In order to know how to fly...
I want to fly well, I want to fly well
I've got to get into the sky, to skyline