Flying.

Did we invent aeroplanes just so we could chase our dreams.
We have created wonderful things by such simple means.
We create, we destroy, but forever we seek.
A little extra something that's ours to keep.
The wind beneath our wings, the earth beneath our feet.
Did we chase flight so we could rise above.
I think we began to fly just to find a higher love.
The world is our oyster, the sea holds such mystery.
we swim, we walk, we drown, we stumble.
I loved a girl once, she flew, I am humbled.