| I never had a good sense of direction
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| North is South and East is West to me
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| When your head is in the clouds at a thousand miles an hour
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| It really messes with your visibility
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| Wheels down
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| Feels so good to finally have feet on the ground
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| Standing round and round there’s just in time to arrival
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| Is the key to my survival
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| And it’s looking like my heart is homeward bound
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| Wheels down
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| Wheels down
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| Got a reason now for emptying a suitcase
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| Got a place I’d rather stay than leave behind
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| Looking forward to the land and so that I can see you standing
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| With a smile and your arms open wide
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| Wheels down
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| Feels so good to finally have feet on the ground
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| Standing round and round there’s just in time to arrival
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| Is the key to my survival
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| And it’s looking like my heart is homeward bound
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| Wheels down
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| Wheels down
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| When your head is in the clouds at a thousand miles an hour
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| It really messes with your visibility
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| And now you’re all I see
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| Wheels down
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| Feels so good to finally have feet on the ground
|
| Standing round and round there’s just in time to arrival
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| Is the key to my survival
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| And it’s looking like my heart is homeward bound
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| Wheels down
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| Wheels down |