TONIGHT’S THE NIGHT WHEN ALL THE TUMBLERS CLICKED!
REMEMBERING THE PRACTICES, IT ALL WENT BY TOO QUICK
THERE’S A GUY ON THE SECOND ROW AND HE’S PLAYING AIR GUITAR
IT SEEMS FOR ONCE THE PEOPLE REALLY KNOW WHO WE ARE!
OH, LET
THE EAGLE FLY!
CUT THE LEASH AND WATCH HIM SOAR ON HIGH
SOMEBODY’S SINGING NOW, I HEAR ALL THE WORDS
FLOODING BACK THROUGH ALL THE YEARS WHEN IT WAS HARD LEARNED
STANDING IN LINE, JUST TO GET TO SEE THE BAND
PROMISES OF ONE DAY, LENDING A HAND
OH, LET
THE EAGLE FLY!
CUT THE LEASH AND WATCH HIM SOAR ON HIGH
CATCH A SAILING WIND AND SET HIM FREE
STARTING ON THE JOURNEY, JUST ICARUS AND ME
AND IT
SEEMS LIKE YESTERDAY
WHERE HAS ALL THE TIME GONE?
LOSING PRECIOUS MOMENTS…
SO LONG…SO LONG...
IT’S NO
USE JUST SITTING ROUND WAITING FOR THE PHONE TO RING
I SPENT SO MANY DAYS ALONE WITH THE ROOM CRUSHING IN
STUDYING MY HEROES, ON A SINGLE LINE DANSETTE
BASHING OUT THE TWELVE BAR BLUES WITH ANY PLAYERS I COULD GET