It is sunday morning, i turn the radio on
I hear the new and think there's a lie
They call my name that i ring them back
I' ve won the raffle, i've got the first price
On the way back home my car breaks down
Im looking for help, a car stops at my side
I see long blond hair and angels face
She speaks to me "You re my only one"
I wake up it was a dream
It was no real scene
I wake up and still i'm
Flying high - I'm flying high
When i close my eyes
I've been loosing my mind
and the world stands still
Flying high - I'm flying high
where an angel waits
living in my dreams or a daydream
On summer's night
walking down on the beach
I hear a scream from the darkness
someone's drowing, i save his life
frontpage headline, my picture in the press
Now its time to use your brain
before you lose the bridge to life
you can go to dance
you must have more friends
you must begin to live
your life in real world
The time will come when you doubt again
You have the chance to be what you want
