(C)I can’t stand to fly.

(Am)I’m not that na ive.

(C)I’m just out to find

’bout the (Am)bet ter part of me.

I’m more than a bird.

I’m more than a plane.

I’m more than some pret ty face be side (F)a train.

And it’s not eas y

to be

(F)me.

I (C)wish that I could cry.

(Am)Fall up on my knees.

(C)Find a way to lie

’bout a (Am)home I’ll nev er see.

It may sound ab surd,

but don’t be na ive.

I’m more E ven he roes have the right (F)a train.

And it’s not eas y

to be

(F)me.

I (F)to bleed.

I may be dis turbed,

but won’t you con cede

e ven he roes have the right (F)to dream?

And it’s not eas y

to be

(F)me.

(Am)Up, up and a way, a way from me.

Well, it’s all right,

you can all sleep sound to night.

I’m not cra zy

or an y (G)thing.

(C)I can’t stand to fly.

(Am)I’m not that na ive.

(C)Men weren’t meant to ride

with clouds be tween their knees.

I’m on ly a man

in a sil ly red (G)sheet, dig ging for kryp ton ite on this one way street.

On ly a man in a fun ny red (G)sheet, look ing for spe cial things in side (F)of me, in side of me,

in side of me.

Yeah, in side of me,

in side

of me.

I’m on ly a man

in a fun ny red (G)sheet.

I’m on ly a man look ing for a dream.

I’m on ly a man in a fun ny red (G)sheet and it’s not eas y,

(F)ooh, ooh, ooh.

It’s not eas y

(G)to be

(C)me.