When did you decide to take away all her pride now Who gave you the right to say how high she can fly now
Somehow you think someone died and made you king You know boys they love to tear off butterfly wings
High, ya she's getting high High, you know she's ready to fly
You drive, unwind, and slide into the zone in your mind Babe, baby blue you're caught behind the things that you do
High, yeah she's getting high You know she's ready to fly So kiss her goodbye (kiss her goodbye)
You know she's ready to fly So kiss her goodbye now (you know we ain't alone)