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The song celebrates the innocence of bygone childhood summers and wistfully longs for a time when the world felt limitless—a perfect reflection of the simplicity and beauty of youth.
Lyrics:
Verse 1
Kites in the sky, driftin’ so high,
Coloured like rainbows in a sea of blue.
We’d run through the fields, wild and unsealed,
Chasing the dreams we thought might come true.

Tangled in string, laughing like kings, and queens,
The whole world was ours when we were young.
Sun on our face, no time to waste,
The summer had only just begun.

Chorus
Oh, we were flying, flying, chasing the wind,
The world was open, nothing caged us in.
Running through the wild like we could
touch the sky, We were just kids — but man, we could fly.

Verse 2
Knocking on doors, running like fools,
Laughing so hard we could hardly breathe.
Caught in the dark, lost in the park, Never
too late, never time to leave.

Cake mix on our hands, berries from the land,
Mums voice calling from the windowpane.
Fishin’ with sticks, dreamin’ of ships,
Life was so simple, sweet and plain.

Chorus
Oh, we were flying, flying, chasing the wind,
The world was open, nothing caged us in.
Running through the wild like we could touch
the sky, We were just kids — but man, we could fly.

Bridge
Bike rides too far, scolded for being late, But oh, we
were kings of our own little fate. Camping in fields
just a stone’s throw away, But our hearts roamed far
— in a world of play.

Verse 3
Now time has passed, the fields are still,
The kites have fallen, but the dream lives on.
I still see the sun, feel the breeze on the hill,
And I wonder if those days are gone.

But in my heart, when I close my eyes,
I’m still that kid running wild and free.
I still hear the call, still dream of it all,
Like the kites that danced in the summer breeze.

Final Chorus
Oh, we were flying, flying, chasing the wind,
The world was open, nothing caged us in.
Running through the wild like we could touch the sky,
We were just kids — but man, we could fly. Oh,
we were just kids — but man, we could fly.

Outro
Kites in the sky, drifting so high...
The summer was ours — and we could fly.