Justin Hayward. Night Flight. Zeneszám

We were two lonely travelers
In the sky that night
Two lonely travelers, high flying
Alone in the night on an endless flight

Killing time with polite conversation
Killing time in your shy hesitating way
Killing time, killing my isolation

Two lonely travelers breaking ice
By opening up a few old back pages

We were two golden eagles in the sky today
Two golden eagles high flying
Who swept through the air
To a secret lair

Flying free, slowly, wheeling and gliding
Flying free on the sea and the high plateau
Flying free on the breeze without trying

Two lonely travelers breaking ice
By opening up a few old back pages
And letting secrets out of their cages
But wanting to remain perfect strangers

'Cos I was on a night flight, floating above the world
Yes, it was the moonlight, painting the wings in pearl
High above the clouds. high above the world

Yes, I was on a night flight, lost in a different world
I can see the starlight, silver, a gypsy girl
High above the clouds, high above the world

We were two lonely travelers
In the sky that night
Two lonely travelers, high flying
Alone in the night on an endless flight

Killing time with polite conversation
Killing time in your shy hesitating way
Killing time, killing my isolation

Two lonely travelers breaking ice
By opening up a few old back pages
And letting secrets out of their cages
But wanting to remain perfect strangers

'Cos I was on a night flight, floating above the world
Yes, it was the moonlight, painting the wings in pearl
High above the clouds, high above the world

Yes, I was on a night flight, lost in a different world
I can see the starlight, silver, a gypsy girl
High above the clouds, high above the world

Yes, I was on a night flight, floating above the world
Yes, it was the moonlight, painting the wings in pearl
High above the clouds, high above the world

Yes, I was on a night flight, floating above the world
Yes, it was the moonlight, painting the wings in pearl
High above the clouds, high above the world