Verse 1

A fog of memory hangs between us

You drift through my thoughts like a dream

You are like a dream, you are like a dream

Soft as a picture I almost believe

Pre-Chorus

Perhaps only a hang glider will help me

Will help me rise above the blue

It sounds naive, a little funny

But I can almost see it carrying me to you

Chorus

People aren't given wings to fly

But my shoulders feel so light

Already calling me up to the sky

My hang glider, my hang glider

My hang glider, take me high

Verse 2