Rollercoasters (from “Norah Jones Is Playing Along” podcast)

I've always wondered why people rode the biggest rollercoasters
Why the feeling brought up some type of excitement
That they didn't receive on a regular day?
Like when did feeling sick become equivalent to thrill or nausea, the new X pill?
I've always wondered why people rode those really big rollercoasters
And I remember, I remember when I did

It's the butterflies
And the fireflies
Fighting in my stomach
(The light between their wings)
I'm scared to fly
I might come down
I think I'm ready now
(Now)

That was so pretty, Norah
I love it
Oh, I liked it

It's the twist and the curve
Or the up and the swerve
And smiling so wide and smiling
It's the feeling of my nerves on the front edge of the seat
Eyes are open
Tears are coming from the thrill of sight moving as fast as light
Laughing for no reason
Screaming for all the things I should not have said in that last fight

Those rollercoasters, those rollercoasters
Those rollercoasters are like meeting God with a kite in your left hand
Strings are still twisted around your forefinger
Your right hand is busy gripping the safety rail
There is this moment when you feel like
You're in an incredible ocean of your own butterflies
And this is the moment when you get free and you let your arms fly
I know I'm flying right now

It's the butterflies
And the fireflies
Fighting in my stomach
(The light between their wings)
I'm scared to fly
I might come down
I think I'm ready now
(Ready now)
Getting back in line

Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Oh oh, oh oh
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Oh oh, oh oh
I wanna fly so (fly)
I wanna fly so high (fly, fly, fly)