"Flying Machine" - Robyn Cage

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The stars are so close,
They are just out of reach
All that I need
Is a flying machine

I’m building a contraption
to fly me to my dreams
Everyone is laughin’
Well, they can laugh at me

Cuz I’m too old to be a dreamer, too young to die in bed
I don’t listen to the cynics, I listen to my soul instead
If I never learn the secret to this flying machine
Just watch… one day I’ll grow wings

I work every day
on my flying machine
but work isn’t work
when you’re workin’ for a dream

You can call me crazy
maybe I’ve lost my mind
sometimes I’m afraid
that I’m just wastin’ time

Cuz I’m too old to be a dreamer, too young to die in bed
I don’t listen to the cynics, I listen to my soul instead
If I never learn the secret to this flying machine
Just watch… one day I’ll grow wings

Will you join me for the ride
Holding hands and starry eyed
If we never leave the ground
broken hopes won’t hold us down
At least we can say
We had fun along the way

Cuz I’m too old to be a dreamer, too young to die in bed
I don’t listen to the cynics, I listen to my soul instead
If I never learn the secret to this flying machine
Just watch… one day I’ll grow wings