Fly Home (Instrumental)

Pack your bag, hop in a car
Another day, another destination
Fly somewhere far
Gotta start fresh in a new location

Seems somewhat bizarre
Living life without a sovereign nation
Said, make me a star
This is what you gotta do

In the air again
It's just like a merry-go-round
Living miles above
You miss being there on the ground
So sick of white and chrome
But I've got the world to roam
So I am lost in the unknown
Till the birds fly home

Go to sleep somewhere new
Seven hours on a red eye flight
To meet someone who
Is supposed to give me all the answers

Learn something true
Another hundred thousand miles I flew
I'm just passing through
And it's all I ever do

I'm in the air again
It's just like a merry-go-round
Livin' miles above
You miss being there on the ground
So sick of white and chrome
But I've got the world to roam
So I am lost in the unknown
Till the birds fly home

I'm gonna load on top of the world
They say there's nothing wrong
Success is a wonderful whirlwind
But I'm lost at sea
It's a prison being free
It won't be long, you'll see

Only till the birds fly home
I'll just be a voice over the phone
Destinations all unknown
Only till the birds fly home

Used to live a simple life
In a single nondescript location
Stress plainly strife
Sick and tired of the aggravation
Soul wrote my songs
Tried to make it big in my vocation
I'd prove them wrong
If it's what I had to do

I'm in the air again
It's just like a merry-go-round
Livin' miles above
You miss being there on the ground
So sick of white and chrome
But I've got the world to roam
So I am lost in the unknown
Till the birds fly home

I'm gonna load on top of the world
They say there's nothing wrong
Success is a wonderful world
When broad I'm lost at sea
It's a prison being free
It won't be long you'll see
Till the birds fly home
Till the birds fly home

Fly home