I can't stand to fly I'm not that naive I'm just out to find the better part of me
I'm more than a bird I'm more than a plane I'm more than some pretty face beside a train and it's not easy to be me
I wish that I could cry fall upon my knees find a way to lie 'bout a home I'll never see it may sound absurd but don't be naive even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed but won't you concede even heroes have the right to dream and its not easy to be me
Up, up and away, away from me well its alright you can all sleep sound tonight I'm not crazy or anything
I can't stand to fly I'm not that naive men weren't meant to ride with clouds between their knees
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet digging for kryptonite on this one way street Only a man in a phoney red sheet looking for special things inside of me
Inside of me Inside of me Inside of me Inside of me
I'm only a man in a phoney red sheet I'm only a man looking for a dream I'm only a man in a phoney red sheet