BRAVE LITTLE FLYER

Mother takes me to JFK
And puts me on a plane
Dad will wait for me in LA
The captain knows my name
They call the Brave Little Flyer
Cause I’m always on the go
I can rise above the clouds
And leave the turbulence below

This Brave Little Flyer will be lifted up
Daddy will swing me around in a ring
But flying with one parent in circles
Well that’s like flying with half a wing

Far below there’s a city
It looks like Christmas lights
Grown ups don’t look so pretty
On this red eye flight
Cruising' at this altitude
High above the great divide
I’m tossed between two parents
But I take it all in stride

This Brave Little Flyer has the right stuff
Some day I’ll be captain
of my own air force
With someone beside you
it ain’t so tough
A good co pilot will stay the course

Stewardess comes to take a look
She thinks my ride is pretty rough
I glance down to my pocket book
And keep my heart good and tough

I used to think that Santa Claus
Could make my family whole
I even dreamt of flying there
Right up to the North Pole
Being older now I’ve given up
On getting them together
The skies are always friendly
Above the stormy weather.

© 2000 Stefan des Lauriers)