Lyric

Will it be South? Or maybe to the East?

I’m a guest of the wind, the wild and the least

I wave a goodbye to the flowers of yesterday

With my eyes on a bird that is leading the way

The things I’ve forgotten, the things left behind

Are just trivial shadows, no longer in mind

To the edge of the sky, to the end of the sea

I’ll fly anywhere that the spirit is free

Into a dream, or towards a rainbow's light

I’m riding the wind through the day and the night

Never getting soaked by the rain of the past

I’m laughing at snow as it’s falling so fast

To go back and search for what’s already gone

Is a fool’s errand, when I’m facing the dawn

Toward the moon, toward the stars up above

I’m flying for freedom, I’m flying for love

The things I’ve forgotten, the things I’ve let go

Were never worth keeping, I wanted you to know

No matter who calls me, or tries to make me stay

I’m flying to tomorrow, I’m soaring away

Yeah, I’m soaring away

I don’t need a map, I don’t need a sign

The horizon is calling, and the rhythm is mine

The weight of the world has been lifted from me

I’m as light as the air, I’m as wild as the sea

The things I’ve forgotten, the things I’ve let go

Were never worth keeping, I wanted you to know

No matter who calls me, or tries to make me stay

I’m flying to tomorrow, I’m soaring away

I’m flying to tomorrow!

To the moon and the stars

Following the wind

Never looking back

Just flying