So small, yet still so proud 
At night before he dreams he looks into the clouds 
high flyer's what I want to be 
Seems they won't let me, says I'm too small 
I don't feel small at all 

Break my dreams, that's what they'll do 
Well I'm going [bad word] away and learn to fly like you 
I'm going to go so high and swoop so low 
You can't bring me down, going to be so proud 

Little angel you got to learn to fly 
Get up and earn your wings tonight 
Little angel just look in my eyes 
Get up and earn your wings tonight 

Push and shove then climb aboard 
This is the shuttle train to the top of the world 
When you look around what do you see 
These are all high flyers 
But none of these high flyers look like me 

What is that supposed to mean 
What am I supposed to be 

I pull my way up through this crowd 
To find your body [bad word] on the ground 
It's so obvious, why couldn't you see 
That you can't go high flying without a pair of high-flyer wings 

Little one's broken lying on the ground 
Trying to get up 'till his last breath out 
Wings are [bad word] everywhere, there's blood all around 
'Cause even angel's die, but that light just fades 
It's so sad, but he'd be so proud 

Broken angel you've got to learn to fly 
Get up and earn your wings tonight 
Broken angel just look in my eyes 
Get up and earn you wings tonight 
Get up and earn your wings, earn your wings tonight.