When the weather is fine,

And the clouds have gone by,

I go up in the air,

Waving people goodbye,

In my flying machine,

I go up, i go down, i go round and round and round,



I can race with the birds,

I can fight with the wind,

I can fly on my head,

I can dance in a spin,

In my flying machine,

I go up, i go down, i go round and round and round,



People on the ground,

Are gathered all around to admire,

There's a feeling inside me

That gives me the urge to go higher,



Well, i know what goes up,

Will eventually fall,

So i won't take no chances,

While i'm having a ball,

In my flying machine,

I go up, i go down, i go round and round and round,



Higher and higher!



People on the ground,

Are gathered all around to admire,

There's a feeling inside me

That gives me the urge to go higher,



But i know what goes up,

So i won't take no chances,

While i'm having a ball,

In my flying machine,

I go up, i go down, i go round and round and round, yeah,



Higher and higher!

Higher and higher!

Higher and higher!