I tried to sleep in the rain, underneath An acorn tree, but the drops kept falling, Hitting me, as I slipped further unconsciously Into a world of windy dreams Into a world of many windy dreams And where did I begin To drift off to that I think that I can fly My mind, I took it to chicago The temperatures dropped to a stunning Three degrees and I can hardly feel my legs Just as I had almost lost my mind completely The seas had shown a sign to melt. I sailed away towards many days I sailed away so many ways And where did I begin to drift off to that I think that I can fly. My mind, I took it to chicago.