Open up your window just
enough to see me. Silver blade
above us take us up into the
air, flying. Open up your
window just enough to see you.
Sunlight on the silver, it could
be me, it could be you, flying.
So my life is in your hands
now. Thrill me at your beck
and call, screaming up and
down the canyons, falling over
waterfalls. Just enough to see
you, open up your window.
So my life is in your hands
now. Thrill me at your beck
and call, screaming up and
down the canyons, falling over
waterfalls. Just enough to
see you, open up your window.
Silver blade above us.