SIX FEET UNDER THE STARS

I can't stand to fly, I'm not that naive, I'm just out to find the better part of me. I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane, more than some pretty face beside a train. It's not easy to be me. Wish that I could cry fall upon my knees, aind a way to lie about a home I'll never see. It may sound absurd, but don't be naive, even heroes have the right to bleed. I may be disturbed, but won't you concede, even heroes have the right to dream. It's not easy to be me. Up, up and away, away from me well, it's all right, you can all sleep sound tonight, I'm not crazy...or anything... I can't stand to fly, I'm not that naive. Men weren't meant to ride with clouds between their knees. I'm only a man in a silly red sheet digging for kryptonite on this one way street, only a man in a funny red sheet looking for special things inside of me. I'm only a man looking for a dream. I'm only a man in a funny red sheet and it's not easy, mmm... It's not easy to be me.