Naked Eyes — Flying Solo

Flying low When a voice on the radio Says do you know You were flying much to low There's danger in the air But I don't care Oh no No one there To hold your hand Nobody To change your plans Flying solo Your life is in your hands Flying solo All alone Not a friend in sight up here I'm lost in a cloud I am flying much too low I've got a head for heights but I fear Coming down slow No one there To hold your hand Nobody To change your plans Flying solo Your life is in your hands Flying solo Flying solo Your life is in your hands Flying solo No one there To hold your hand Nobody To change your plans Flying solo Your life is in your hands Flying solo Flying solo Your life is in your hands Flying solo Flying solo Your life is in your hands Flying solo