Time has gone by
   And still,
I do not know
 how to fly.

Rolling on that great wheel
That life threw me off,
Trying to balance
On dancing water,
Surfing the wave,
There is no other
That is all I have.

      Bend your knees
   And jump real high,
With some imagination
You can touch the sky.

Up, says the sign-
Strait ahead,
Some more wine
and we're off to bed,

To dream of clouds
And bright blue sky,
The only real way
We can feel the fly.