Flying Home lyrics
Song information
Artist: Chris De Burgh Album: Eastern Wind
Lyrics
We're sitting out here on the runway Waiting for the plane to leave And the captain says, "there'll be a short delay Bear with me please,"
They gave us the usual hassle "You can't take those guitars on board," But the boys in the band just smiled Heard it all before
And as they're starting to serve champagne To the folks at the front of the plane I can hear the engines roaring, we're on our way
And we are flying home I feel the freedom in my soul Flying home at last; Flying home I've got the freedom in my soul And it's four in the morning My world is calling Speeding through the universe tonight..
The movie reminds of my lady As she waits, "where are those guys?" Yes it's nice to see old butch and sundance in the sky
And now the sun is beginning to rise It's like looking down on paradise There's a ball of fire that's burning, giving life
And we are flying home I feel the freedom in my soul Flying home at last; Flying home I've got the freedom in my soul And it's four in the morning My world is calling Speeding through the universe tonight..
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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