I'm here, I've appeared
No memory of where I've been
Don't know where I'm going to
But I am soaring
All that I hear is the rush of the wind
All that I feel is the speed from within
And joy
I'm soaring... soaring
All that I hear are the feathers in flight
Turning my head, I can see black and white
Drenched in bright sunlight
I'm soaring... soaring
I'm so high, I can see Major Tom
How do I know all of these things that I do?
I know all of these things because I am an eagle too