Fly
David Bowie
Reality (2003)

The television's on but I'm walking through the yard
The house is fast asleep and I'm crying in my car
Dying for the weekend

The kids are alright, but they don't smile much
They sit up in the garage with their decks and their stuff
Dying for the weekend

The boy's on the job
But his mother doesn't know
I never got around yet to telling her so
If we'd only need to feel crazy

Well I feel fine
I'm only sleeping in my head

But I can fly
I close my eyes
And I can fly

The television's on but I'm walking through the yard
The house is fast asleep and I'm crying in my car
Dying for the weekend

The kids are gonna get it in an alright way
They're looking pretty tough but I still wanna say
Do you really have to go?

Down in the back street a skinny kid cries
Bad drugs Saturday another life flies
Dying for the weekend

But I'll be fine
I'm only sleeping in my head
But I can fly
I close my eyes and I can fly

But I can fly
And fall toward the end
And I can fly

Yeah I'll be fine
I'm only dreaming in my head

Well I can fly
I close my eyes and I can fly