The Song is Flying

(Verse 1) The song is flying, flying, O'er hills and streams, to the heart's surprising. Above life's dust, where truth's defying, The song is flying, flying. (Chorus) Fly, fly, on wings of dreams, Through blooming youth, where passion gleams. Pure and sweet, the melody seems, I long to follow, where the heart redeems. (Verse 2) To far-off realms, where snowflakes lie, The song is flying, flying. Past sun and moon, in the cosmic sky, The song is flying, flying. (Chorus) Fly, fly, on wings of dreams, Through blooming youth, where passion gleams. Pure and sweet, the melody seems, I long to follow, where the heart redeems. (Bridge) Oh, the song, with its tender plea, In every note, it calls to me. To chase the tune, to be free, On wings of song, I'll fly, I'll be. (Outro) The song is flying, flying, In the colorful tapestry of youthful years. Oh, the song, pure and sweet, I long to follow, on wings, I'll meet