Which way's the wind, how hard does it blow Up over the hill and away we go Ridin' in the sky You never want to come down You never want to touch the ground Somehow mother nature's Gonna bring you back down Sky surfer, ridge rider, Latest thing to try Don't give a damn for Our hot-dogging gliders I just want to fly, want to fly Feel the lift coming off of that rise You're moving up, can't believe your eyes Ridin' in the sky You never want to come down You never want to touch the ground And you wonder how mother nature's Gonna bring you back down Friends and parents think You've lost your mind They think you want to die Some have crashed And burned before their time But I just want to fly, want to fly Check all the lines, the sail's okay Helmet on, here comes your day