You wouldn't believe the sights I've seen
Did you know the sky's made of gold
There's 63,000 types of trees
Even though
I've been to lands I've never known
I hear your voice screaming
Fly, fly, fly
Don't be holed up here with me
Fly, fly, fly,
There's so much of the world to see
And so, I left the nest on Pinecroft Drive
And I'll be the best damn flier
The world has ever seen

I've left behind the very best
Oh, and I've taken the rest
I'll send you postcards in the mail
In the form of feathers on summer gales
So, keep an eye out for every breeze
'Cause I'm out here living our dreams
And you're there next to me
Oh, next to me

I hear your voice screaming
Fly, fly, fly
Don't be holed up here with me
Fly, fly, fly
There's so much of the world to see
And so, I left the nest on Pinecroft Drive
And I'll be the best damn flier
The world has ever seen

And mother, did you know
The sky comes in different shades of gold
And there's 63,000 types of trees
And even though, I've seen a million things
I'll never forget my way home