As a child I dreamt I could fly
Soar at dawn across the sky
Gazing down on the houses below
Seeing things I couldn't possibly know
The fading street lights, the shadowed yards
The old dirt school yard where I played so hard
The tiny churches where I learned to pray
Never thinking I'd grow up some day
Above the elevator, I'd fly so high
With no fear that I might fall from the sky
The dusty old fields, the tractors at rest
As for dreams, this one was the best
Again and again it would come in the night
And while I slept I would take flight
I'd awake in the morning, wishing it wouldn't end
But I never told anyone, not even a friend
"They'll think I'm crazy" is what I always thought
But the freedom of that dream was constantly sought
I wish I could dream it again to this day
But I grew up somewhere along the way
I still believe one day my soul will take flight
And fly again over those houses at night