Lyrics: Cliff Richard. Flying Machine.

When the weather is fine
and the clouds have gone by

I go up in the air
waving people good-bye.

In my flying machine
I go up
I go down

I go round and round

round and round and round.
People on the ground
have gathered all around to admire

there's a feeling inside me
that gives me the urge to go higher.
But I know what goes up
will eventually fall


so I won't take no chances
while I'm having a ball
in my flying machine
I go up
I go down

I go round and round

and round and round.

I can race with the birds

I can fight with the wind

I can fly on my head

I can dance in a spin.