Wouldn't It Be Nice To Fly?

We're drowning in ashes Burning and crashing How did this happen? We're just overreacting It's all fading to blackness You don't even realize That i'll be here till we both die We'll be angels living in the sky Wouldn't it be nice to fly Wouldn't it be nice to fly Wouldn't it be nice to fly To fly To fly To fly To fly Wouldn't it be nice to fly