~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two lonely travelers breaking ice By opening up a few old back pages And letting secrets out of their cages But wanting to remain perfect strangers 'cause I was on a night flight, floating above the world Yes, it was the moonlight, painting the wings in pearl High above the clouds, high above the world Yes, I was on a night flight, lost in a different world I can see the starlight, silver, a gypsy girl High above the clouds, high above the world ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~