Anyway

Blue Sky Café

I've dreamt of this for ages
gliding through the air
Above the clouds in sunlit blue sky
a stratospheric fair

At the tar pitched runway
I've got sweaty anxious hands
waiting for the winch to fling me
up into the heavens

Fly

The thermals and the lee waves
will keep me soaring here
As a ridge lift takes me higher
I'm sheding all my fear

The altimeter settles
Up here the world is bliss
towards the open ending
my dream is made of this

Fly
the wind will take me high
into the open sky
my mouth has all gone dry
the thrust will make me fly
the wind will take me high
into the open

The sky is blue
I'm flying through