Once upon a time there was a boy named Sam Ray
Who lived in a walkup down the lane
Dad worked Monday to Friday nine to five
Mama was a teacher and danced at night
Little Sammy Ray had a secret dream 
That he learned how to fly without wings
But every time he jumped off a tree
Instead of taking off he hurt his knee

Wish upon a falling star 
That all your [bad word] [bad word] someday
And you’ll be the happiest man on the earth

Do you feel like giving up
Having been out of luck?
There are no falling stars
When you keep staring up
You seem to be losing faith
More with every day
No matter how hard you try
Without wings you won't fly

 You’ll dig it in the ground to hide your crime
Of betraying the meaning of your life
Some things are fated to never ever happen
But you can’t really know

Sam Ray has grown as the years are going by
Now he works for [bad word] called Joyss and Sons
Just like his dad he drinks beer after work
Sitting on the coach and watching TV shows
He got married and they have kids
He never could imagine living a life like this
But everytime he looks up in the sky
He recalls the times he wanted to fly

Wish upon a falling star 
That all your [bad word] [bad word] someday
And you’ll be the happiest man on the earth

Do you feel like giving up
Having been out of luck?
There are no falling stars
When you keep staring up
You seem to be losing faith
More with every day
No matter how hard you try
Without wings you won't fly

 You’ll dig it in the ground to hide your crime
Of betraying the meaning of your life
Some things are fated to never ever happen
But you can’t really know

And if someday
You see a flying man
Wave your hand
At Sammy Ray
Who has lived his dream…