I took a short haul flight
And a long term decision
Passing through the airspace
I decided i won't be
Another plastic bag alone in the ocean
A useful past, wasting in the present
And I'm done with debris
If I lived a thousand lives
Where would this one lie?
Was I made for flying high?
Cos its so weary there below
I'd rather a head in the clouds
Than face things I don't know
Every choice and every turn
Makes me wanna crash and burn
Was I made for flying high?
I considered a life
With more risk and more hustle
But in reality I find
That I'm not that robust
I push, I panic
I press out my muscles,
Moments later as the weight comes down
I'm crushed
If I lived a thousand lives
Where would this one lie?
Was I made for flying high?
Cos its so weary there below
I'd rather a head in the clouds
Than face things I don't know
Every choice and every turn
Makes me wanna crash and burn
Was I made for flying high?
I don't want to burn out,
But I've barely ignited,
Life has been dull,
But I'm getting excited.
But they don't know how you can fly
When you let the engines roar
I was made for flying high
Cos its so weary there below
I'd rather a head in the clouds
Than face things I don't know
Every choice and every turn
Makes me wanna crash and burn
I was made for flying high