Flying

Here I am I'm on my own For the first time, really on my own So, will I make it, will I work all right? Can I make it through the night? And I go Ooh Ooh Ooh I am flying Ooh Ooh Ooh In open space Look at me, I'm riding high I'm the air born, master of the sky And everything beneath me seems to fade Without a trace, without a change And I go Ooh Ooh Ooh I am flying Ooh Ooh Ooh In open space And everything beneath me seems to fade Without a trace, without a change And I go Ooh Ooh Ooh I am flying Ooh Ooh Ooh In open space Ooh (na-na-na-na) Ooh (na-na-na-na) Ooh (na-na-na-na) I am flying Ooh (na-na-na-na) Ooh, yeah Ooh In open space