All of her days have gone soft and cloudy All of her dreams have gone dry All of her nights have gone sad and shady She¡¯s getting ready to fly
Fly away, fly away, fly away
Life in the city can make you crazy For sounds of the sand and the sea Life in a high-rise can make you hungry For things that you can¡¯t even see
Fly away, fly away, fly away
In this whole world there¡¯s nobody as lonely as she There¡¯s nowhere to go and there¡¯s nowhere that she¡¯d rather be
She¡¯s looking for lovers and children playing She¡¯s looking for signs of the spring She listens for laughter and sounds of dancing She listens for any old thing