I fly the midwestern skyways each long day through And I live for the nights when I glide down the runway lights to you Then I'm up with the sun back on my run wanting and needing you so Counting minutes till I can go down to heaven below With the help of the tailwind through a cloudless blue I can pick up some time to unwind and ease my mind with you Then I'm up with the sun... [ horns ] Then I'm up with the sun...
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