Airbound

(álbum: The Cinderella Theory - 1989)

Feel the popping in your ears
In the air when you're flying
And you finally get the feeling
This is where you belong
There is nothing on this earth
That can take you higher
And you finally get to see
You're soaring out on your own

Airbound
Oh me, oh my
Oh me, oh my
Airbound

You probably never thought yourself
As being much of a pilot
There's a million buttons
Easy over at the controls
Yawning in the cockpit
Time for take-off
Racing rocket motors
And you're 'bout to explode

Airbound
Oh me, oh my
Oh me, oh my
Airbound

Feel the popping in your ears
In the air when you're flying
And you finally get the feeling
This is where you belong
There is nothing on this earth
That can take you higher
And you finally get to see
You're soaring out on your own
We gone, we gone, we gone, we gone, we gone
Never to ever come down...

You probably never thought yourself
As being much of a pilot
There's a million easy
Buttons over at the controls
Yawning in the cockpit
Time for take-off
Racing rocket motors
And you're about to explode

Airbound
Oh me, oh my
Oh me, oh my
Airbound

Feel the popping in your ears
In the air when you're flying
And you finally get the feeling
This is where you belong
There is nothing on this earth
That can take you higher
And you finally get to see
You're soaring out on your own
We gone, we gone, we gone, we gone, we gone
Never to ever come down...