The Fly
Songwriters: Brightman, Sarah; Peterson, Frank
On Aunt Angelica's pie
And the major is dead
Miss our connection and cry
'Cause I don't know why
And constellations
And take a spin to the moon
Across a harvest of stars
We'll drink a star juice on Mars
It went to his head
I am a fly
I am a fly, pie in the sky
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