After everything you've seen
How can this not be a dream?
Or is this some kooky scheme?
And I've seen it melt away
The snow that fell here yesterday
But it's coming back around
How can I expect to fly
When you're up there in the sky
I would surely fall
But you're not falling at all
How can that be fair
A hole broke inside the clouds
And it all came pouring down
On the defenseless ground below
A flood, a freeze, and then a thaw
Coldness chattering my jaw
Didn't work as I recall
How can I expect to fly
When you're up there in the sky
I would surely fall
But you're not falling at all
How can that be fair