I don?t know where to goSo I guess I have to flyI?ll have to dream of all good things before I dieS owhere to goLord I guess I?ll have to flyI?ll have to dream of all good things before I dieAnd it?s getting so much harder to be one these daysSo much harder to believeSo much harder to be one these daysSo much harder to believeAnd did they know that they?d need a fence so highCause giving up is a total waste of timeI stop to breathe in air B as IWatch the ground beneath us blend into the skyI don?t know where to go