southern winds on runway three
i can hear the engines calling
like an arrow flying free
and the rain just keeps on falling
and the tremblin' asphalt shines
like a knife she cuts the silence
till she takes off and she glides
on to the horizon
over the mountains
freedom's more than a word in the wind
all the sorrows your heart held in fear
left behind now they all disappear
and whatever seemed so mighty and tall
aint so big after all
here i'm standing in the haze
i can see the clouds she's climbing
as her tail lights fade away
till my eyes no longer find 'em
there's the echo of a sound
hear it humming in the distance
like she's calling out my name
i have no resistance
over the mountains...
now it's silent everywhere
rain is creepin in my shoes and
i smell coffee in the air
realize that i could use one
and where ever she may fly
wonders of the world unravel
over hills and trees so high
that's where I'll travel
over the mountains...
