Gunnar Madsen | MCMGM

Flying, Flying

I was walking along, I felt kind of light
Light in a mysterious way
So I started to skip, Then I started to run
Then I started to float away
I spread my arms, I held my breath
My feet dangled out behind me
I flew down the street and over my school
And away where no one could find me
CHORUS: I floated away
Flying, flying
High above all that I’d known
I floated away
Flying, flying
Far, far away from my home
I flew low over rivers in dangerous jungles
The crocodiles snapped their jaws at my feet
I laughed as I flew up into the treetops
Where I dined with the monkeys on dinosaur meat
I sang with the birds as we flew to the mountains
And whirled round the peaks covered in snow
Then we dove through the clouds and down to the valley
Where the farmers thought I was a flying scarecrow
The sun went down, The birds went home
I was left all alone in the sky
I began to miss my friends and family
I wiped a tear from my eye
Then I heard my name coming over the wind
And I saw a huge hot-air balloon
It was mom and dad, They gathered me up
And together we sailed to the moon
And now we are back safe at home
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