The plane is heavy, the runway short

I gotta make it

Increasing speed, better pull it up

Now easy does it

Those trees ahead, I still can't stop

It's now or never

I must go on if I succeed

I'll live forever

Now I'm above the ocean

I just can't fall asleep

It sure is cold but I'm still flying

I'll get to Paris, at least I hope

I really wonder

What I will find there, it has to be

A bit like London

I'm getting lower I must take care

Don't feel like swimming

One night to go, I dream about

The Paris women

I'm now above the ocean

It's hard to stay awake

It's very cold but I'm still flying

I'm still above the ocean

It's hard to stay awake

It's sure is cold but I'm still flying

Flying, flying, flying, flying