If the wind were to call you And offer you wings Then promise to show you Mysterious things Would your poor body tremble And lose all control? Or would you resemble A hawk on patrol? It's the urge .... to fly Looking for the ultimate high... When you stare up into that endless sky Don't you ever get the urge .. the urge to fly? When the sky is a war zone Of lightning and rain And all that you'd planned on Is washed down the dream Do you dream of tomorrow And what it might hold? The pleasures and sorrow The hot and the cold It's the urge .... to fly Looking for the ultimate high... When you stare up into that endless sky Don't you ever get the urge .. the urge to fly? Look around and see the frowning faces Of those who'd rather be in other places Can't they see that if they'd only try They could somehow find the urge to fly It's the urge .... to fly Looking for the ultimate high... When you stare up into that endless sky Don't you ever get the urge .. the urge to fly?