Whenever I look up,
all i could see is an aeroplane,
moving away and away and away...
Whenever I look at the departure flights panel,
I just wish I can hop onto one of those flights.
Whenever I pass by the departure hall,
I just wish I could be one of these passengers.
Whenever I walk pass a school of stewardess,
I just wish I could work as one.
How I wish one day I could fly,
to the place where I long to be...
