The Fifth Dimension
 written by Laura Nyro

 - (#21 in 1970)

 You ole fire, I'm mad with desire,
 You're my favorite one.
 You got me cookin' with the fever,
 Got me runnin' for the sun.
 Uh-huh, runnin' for the sun,
 I feel so high, I feel like I may
 Go blowin' away (go blowin' away) blowin' away.
 Blow, blow, blowin' away (blow, blow, blowin' away).

 My well meaner, my day fancy dreamer
 Oh, what can it be?
 Well, it's something like a power,
 Like a hold, and it's holdin' me.
 Uh-huh, and it's holdin' me,
 I feel so high, I feel like I may
 Go blowin' away (blowin' away) blowin' away.
 Blow, blow, blowin' away (blow, blow, blowin' away)
 Blow, blow, blowin' away.

 My long laster, my soft-hearted master
 Ain't been born and bred.
 But he's standin' in my doorway in my mind
 Up above my, up above, up above my head,
 Up above my head, up above my head,
 I feel so high, I feel like I may
 Go blowin' away, blowin' away, (blowin' away)
 Blowin' away, blowin' away, blowin' away
 Blow, blow, blowin' away, (blowin' away, blow, blow,
 Blowin away, blow, blow, blowin' away), blowin' away,
 Blow, blow, blowin' away, blow, blow, blowin' away,
 Blow, blow, blowin' away. . . . From:  Ron_Mausolf@America.HypoVereinsbank.com