Blue 67

I see the colors in your sky They remind me of the day Where I can leave this home of mine Trade fins for wings and fly away There's not much to do inside this bowl My friends were taken long ago So I'm here looking at time pass One push is all I need to know If I could leave this dome of space I'd see a rainbow in the sky Who knew a fish boy like me Would ever have the chance to fly? Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly Fly, fly