Like birds on a high line br They line up at night time at the bar br They all once were lovebirds br Now bluebirds are all that they are br They landed in hell br The minute they fell from love's sky br And now they hope in the wine br That they'll find a new way to fly br br A new way to fly br Far away from goodbye br Above the clouds and the rain br The memories and the pain br And the tears that they cry br Now the lessons been learned br They've all crashed and burned br But they can leve it behind br If they could just find br A new way to fly br br By the end of the night br They'll be high as a kite once again br And they don't seem to mind all the time br Or the money they spend br It's a high price to pay br to just find a way to get by br But it's worth every dime br If they find a new way to fly br br They'll leave it behind br As soon as they find br A new way to flybr br Jem Bakerbr br