Paul Simon - Further to Fly lyrics

There may come a time

When you'll be tired

As tired as a dream that wants to die

And further to fly

Further to fly (3x)

Maybe you will find a love

That you discover accidentally

Who falls against you gently

As a pickpocket

Brushes your thigh

Further to fly

Effortless music from the Cameroons

The spinning darkness of her hair

A conversation in a crowded room going nowhere

The open palm of desire

Wants everything

It wants everything

It wants everything

Sometimes I'll be walking down

The street and I'll be thinking

Am I crazy

Or is this some morbid little lie

Further to fly (3x)

A recent loss of memory

A shadow in the family

The baby waves bye-bye

I'm trying, I'm flying

There may come a time

When I will lose you

Lose you as I lose my light