Cliff Richard - Flying Machine Lyrics
When the weather is fine,And the clouds have gone by,I go up in the air,Waving people goodbye,In my flying machine,I go up, I go down, I go round and round and round,I can race with the birds,I can fight with the wind,I can fly on my head,I can dance in a spin,In my flying machine,I go up, I go down, I go round and round and round,People on the ground,Are gathered all around to admire,Theres a feeling inside meThat gives me the urge to go higher,Well, I know what goes up,Will eventually fall,So I wont take no chances,While Im having a ball,In my flying machine,I go up, I go down, I go round and round and round,Higher and higher!People on the ground,Are gathered all around to admire,Theres a feeling inside meThat gives me the urge to go higher,But I know what goes up,So I wont take no chances,While Im having a ball,In my flying machine,I go up, I go down, I go round and round and round, yeah,Higher and higher!Higher and higher!Higher and higher!
