Flying kites, flying kites,
When I was younger I used
un der the shade of big trees
Scorching heat that we try to ignore
Running around and playing
I used to play in rice fields
All our dreams in flight,
to wherever the wind blows
Flying kite, up, up, up we go
I went to work in the city
Tell me, is this what life means?
Social pressure we try to avoid
Overthinking, got us all paranoid
I got to work in the city
We are flying kites, up above we go
Reach our dreams so high,
whether it takes us far from home
So pull on the string against
Flying guys, up, up above we go
Walk my head up on the clouds
I keep my feet down on the ground
Walk my head up on the clouds
I keep my feet down on the ground
Walk my head up on the clouds
So keep my feet down on the ground
While my head is up on the clouds
So keep my feet down on the ground
Whether it takes us far from home
So pull on the string again
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