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

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): PETER JAMES BYRNE, ROB FISHER