Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fying Home , by - Lionel Hampton. Release date: 25.06.2009
Song language: English
Fying Home |
| We’re sitting out here on the runway |
| Waiting for the plane to leave |
| And the captain says, «There'll be a short delay |
| Bear with me, please» |
| They gave us the usual hassle |
| «You can’t take those guitars on board» |
| But the boys in the band just smiled |
| Heard it all before |
| And as they’re starting to serve champagne |
| To the folks at the front of the plane |
| I can hear the engines roaring |
| We’re on our way |
| And we are flying home |
| I feel the freedom in my soul |
| Flying home at last |
| Flying home |
| I’ve got the freedom in my soul |
| And it’s four in the morning |
| My world is calling |
| Speeding through the universe tonight |
| The movie reminds of my lady |
| As she waits, «Where are those guys?» |
| Yes, it’s nice to see old Butch and Sundance in the sky |
| And now the sun is beginning to rise |
| It’s like looking down on Paradise |
| There’s a ball of fire that’s burning |
| Giving life |
| And we are flying home |
| I feel the freedom in my soul |
| Flying home at last |
| Flying home |
| I’ve got the freedom in my soul |
| And it’s four in the morning |
| My world is calling |
| Speeding through the universe tonight |