When I think of what I want to be,
There's always something clear that I see
The wind is racing, My pulse is rushing.
I'm fee like a bird; nothing can touch me.
I'm Flying, Flying, Flying
Over and up and around, I'll never be close to the ground
I'm flying, Flying, Flying
There are lessons, that we learn over time.
I am human and humans cannot fly
But in dreaming, I start believing
There's nothing that I cannot do, it's this that I know to be true
So I lift my wings up, to the sky
And I close my eyes and I start to fly
I'm Flying, Flying, Flying
Over and up and around, I'll never be close to the ground
I'm Flying, I'm Flying
Meg Ryan, Meg Ryan, Meg Ryan
City of Angels, You've got mail
I'm a white woman, I can do whatever I want
Over and up and around
I'll never be close to the ground
I'm Flying, I'm Flying
Higher and higer I climb I'm lost in this moment in time
I'm Flying, i'm Flying
I could president, I could be queen, I could be everything in between
Paige, Prue, Phoebe, Piper
I'm a white woman, I can Do whatever I want

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