Flyaway

Don't ask her how she knows, but she knows It's gonna be great Don't ask her how she knows, but she knows And she can't wait Hey, hey, hey, flyaway Hey, hey, hey, hey flyaway Number one for takeoff To that big drowning pool in the sky Number one for takeoff And her dress wavin' you goodbye Hey, hey, hey, flyaway Hey, hey, hey, hey flyaway Gone up in rapture Gone, see your mother Take off your heavy head Gone up in rapture Life's better when you're dead Bones light as eggshells Look down on main street See all the people run Laugh if you want to She's goin' to the sun Hey, hey, hey, flyaway Hey, hey, hey, hey flyaway, flyaway Hey, flyaway Oh, flyaway, flyaway