Lyrics

Nowhere to go we're holding hands, crissing the street, look where the others / We come upon where they land, and they conspire until the anger flows / Didn't anyone tell you be nice to others / Be nice / Tired of all this second hand foul language building up in your mind / You let it go, won't let it down / Just don't keep telling me what's yours or mine / Chorus / Oh, my goal, flying away into a different plane / Whoa, my goal, just to show you where you went for light / My heart is aching bad, I saw the symptoms of what you had done / There is no reason not to be glad for your life