FLYING MACHINE
(Hultgreen)
 
When the weather is fine
And the clouds have gone by
I go up in the air
Waving people goodbye
 
In my flying machine
I go up, I go down
I go round and round 
 
I can race with the birds
I can fight with the wind
I can fly on my head
I can dance in a spin

In my flying machine
I go up, I go down
I go round and round and round
 
People on the ground
Have gathered all around to admire
There’s a feeling inside me 
That gives me the urge to go higher
 
But I know what goes up
Will eventually fall
So I won’t take no chances
While I’m having a ball

In my flying machine
I go up, I go down
I go round and round and round (higher and higher)

People on the ground
Have gathered all around to admire
There’s a feeling inside me 
That gives me the urge to go higher
 
But I know what goes up
Will eventually fall
So I won’t take no chances
While I’m having a ball

In my flying machine
I go up, I go down
I go round and round and round (higher and higher) yeah

Higher and higher, higher and higher, higher and higher