(E)Fly, fly,

lit tle wing,

fly be yond i mag in ing.

The soft est cloud, the whit est dove,

up on the wind of heav en’s love.

Past the plan ets and the stars,

leave this lone ly world of ours.

Es cape the sor row and the pain,

and fly a gain.

(E)Fly, fly,

pre cious one,

your end less jour ney has be (G#m)gun.

Take your gen tle

hap pi ness,

far too beau ti ful for (E)this.

Cross o ver to the oth er shore;

there is peace for ev er more.

But hold this mem ’ry bit ter sweet

un til we meet.

(E)Fly, fly, do not fear,

don’t waste a breath, don’t shed a tear.

Your heart is pure, your soul is free.

Be on your way; don’t wait for me.

A bove the u ni verse you’ll climb, on be yond the hands of time.

The moon will rise, the sun will set,

but I won’t for get.

Ooh.

Ooh.

Ooh.

Ah.

(E)Fly, fly, lit tle wing,

fly where on ly an gels sing.

Fly a way; the time is right.

Go now,

find the light.