Flying Solo - Naked Eyes

Flying low

When a voice on the radio

Says do you know

You were flying much to low

There’s danger in the air

But I don’t care

Oh no

No one there

To hold your hand

Nobody

To change your plans

Flying solo

Your life is in your hands

Flying solo

All alone

Not a friend in sight up here

I’m lost in a cloud

I am flying much too low

I’ve got a head for heights but I fear

Coming down slow

No one there

To hold your hand

Nobody

To change your plans

Flying solo

Your life is in your hands

Flying solo

Flying solo

Your life is in your hands

Flying solo

No one there

To hold your hand

Nobody

To change your plans

Flying solo

Your life is in your hands

Flying solo

Flying solo

Your life is in your hands

Flying solo

Flying solo

Your life is in your hands

Flying solo