All of her days have gone soft and cloudynAll of her dreams have gone drynAll of her nights have gone sad and shadynShe's getting ready to flynnFly away fly away fly away. nnLife in the city can make you crazynFor sounds of the sand and the seanLife in a high-rise can make you hungrynFor things that you can't even seennFly away, fly away, fly away.nnIn this whole world there's nobody as lonely as shenThere's nowhere to go and there's nowherenThat she'd rather be.nnShe's looking for lovers and children playingnShe's looking for signs of the springnShe listens for laughter and sounds of dancingnShe listens for any old thingsnnFly away, fly away, fly away.