The day has gone
I stay alone
Go to my garage
Fly into rage

Soon all will be far
All sorrows and troubles
I will drive with proud
On a flying road

Forests, buildings, towns
Fly be hind me
I step on the gas
Sky strikes in me
Speed`s so high
I almost fly
I`m driving with the proud
On a flying road

My mood is improving
The weather is fine
But who`s rushing
Along to wards me?
He is like me

On can't turn
I increase speed
I'm flying with proud
On a flying road