I have a strange identification with this song. For one thing, it was written in 1957, the year I was born. And I had a wonderful recurring dream throughout my childhood in which I could fly. I was always disappointed to awaken.
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Lyrics
I think a dream like this never comes back
I painted my hands and face blue
Then, suddenly, I was kidnapped by the wind
And I began to fly in the infinite sky
Flying, oh, oh
Singing, oh, oh
In the blue-painted blue sky
Happy to be up there
And I flew, I flew happily higher than the sun
And even higher
While the world slowly disappeared far down below
Sweet music was playing just for me
Flying, oh, oh
Singing, oh, oh
In the blue-painted blue sky
Happy to be up there
Flying, oh, oh
Singing, oh, oh
In the blue of your blue eyes
Happy to be up there
And I keep flying happily higher than the sun
And even higher
While the world slowly disappears into your blue eyes
Your voice is sweet music that plays for me
Flying oh, oh
Singing oh, oh
In the blue of your blue eyes
Happy to be down here
In the blue of your blue eyes
Happy to be down here
With you
