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| "Fly (with Paul Brazier)" | |
| Oh, I don't know why I try to fly... I try to flap my wings in the sky But nothing happens I try and go out once in a while I'll have a few beers and take a stroll See a band Then I get on home and pick up my phone I say to my friends, "It's alright, I'm home. I like it in my little home." I don't know why I try to fly I don't know why I try to fly I don't know why I even try to fly I don't get anywhere nearer to the sky (Oh, I don't know why I even try To reach the sky) Can I come with you? We'll fly Fly, fly, forever... |
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