Man I need a vacation
And I need it soon
I need it so bad
So now I'm flying to Cancun
No this isn't just a story
This is not a metaphor
I'm counting minutes waiting
Until the plane I board
Yea I'm flying soaring
Head in the clouds
Looking down at people
That look just like ants
From ten thousand feet
Up in the sky
Yeah I'm not joking
When I say I'm high
When I land the warm air
Hits like a wave
Saying I'm not dreaming
I'm wide awake
And I love that feeling
Of clear blue skies
Yea I hate the day I'd
Have to say goodbye
I'm crying
Balling my eyes out
Because I've got to go back
To living a life
That I'm not satisfied
Not reason enough
To stay alive
Yea I'm flying soaring
Head in the clouds
Looking down at people
That look just like ants
From ten thousand feet
Up in the sky
Yeah I'm not joking
When I say I'm high
When I land the warm air
Hits like a wave
Saying I'm not dreaming
I'm wide awake
And I love that feeling
Of clear blue skies
Yea I hate the day I'd
Have to say goodbye