Some say that it cannot be done,
It’s impossible for children to fly,
But those people who say that it can’t be done
Have not seen me take to the sky!
They’ve not seen me soar on the silvery swing
That cuts through the air all around,
That whips me up high with a whoop and a whoosh
And whizzes me miles from the ground.
They’ve not seen the slide that drops like a stone
Thrown from the tallest of towers,
That speeds me on down with a skid and a swish
Supercharged with slide flying powers.
They’re not seen me whirl on the red roundabout
That spins at a speed that’s quite frightening,
That dizzies my stomach in circling swirls
And makes me move faster than lightning.
If you think folk only fly in their dreams,
In their beds, in the depths of the dark,
Then open your eyes and open your heart
And take a quick trip to the park!
