Flying Without Wings Peter Frampton

Flying Without Wings - Peter Frampton

My Mother sat me on her knee
What is to be will surely be
Sure to come true for you and me
So close your eyes and dream your dreams
Take to the skies
You're flying without wings

Get up and do it again
You've got to make the wind your friend
You might just find you'll float away
Sit back enjoy the ride
You've got to trust what's there inside
Your auto pilot knows the way
Hey, hey

Maybe tomorrow never comes
Maybe the future's on the run
What do you say we have some fun
To cling to the tree would be a sin
When all of the fruit is out on the limb

Get up and do it again
You've got to make the wind your friend
You might just find your road away
Sit back enjoy the ride
You've got to trust what's there inside
Your autopilot knows the way
Hey hey