I'm Flying
When I think of you
I'm in the air
I'm flying higher
To way up there
When I'm with you
I've made it there
Up, up in heaven
Without a care
I love you
But you barely know me
I'm totally devoted
Can't you see?
I watch your every move
As if it were your last
I'd like to ask you out
But I don't want to move too fast
I've talked to you
Only once or twice
Asking you out
Would be rolling the dice
Your blue, blue eyes
And your sweet smile
Makes my yearning
All worth while
I hope you feel
The same way that I do
But if you don't
Well, I'd be blue
Your humorous wit
And sparkling charm
Help me through the day
With an escort's arm
I'm flying high
Every day that I see you
I'm walking on air
All because of you
I'm flying, flying
Because you're holding me
Up, way up high
Just you and me.
CandyCaneCar
December 1996
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