I am fare thee well now, I am strong I am goodbye, I'm a long way from home I am an orchard at the start of spring I am a mocking bird, I love to sing And I'm gonna fly, I'm gonna fly ♪ I am an old road walking on my feet I am laughing 'neath the weeping willow tree I am a dog barking, a honeybee sting I ain't no angel but I got my wings I'm gonna fly, I'm gonna fly ♪ I'm gonna fly, I'm gonna fly I'm gonna fly, I'm gonna fly ♪ I am moving, I am flesh and bones I am a gunshot with a microphone I'm a boy at the window as the summer sun sets An old man in winter, nothing more, nothing less I'm gonna fly, I'm gonna fly I'm gonna fly