I can hear the sound
Of the North Star calling
Turn your high beams on (Stay on my wing)
I'm falling
And spinning and turning
This is ultra-glide
The beginnings of great things
Cannot be seen by your naked eye

Crack the skies like lightning
Mama’s little sonic boom
Is simply frightening
I'm a skyscraper

Float like a butterfly
Acrobatic
Sting like a B-52
Dramatic
And a radar, a radar locks on you, no static

Can I reach it now?
I'm not up here often
God only knows
And He ain’t talkin'
Skyscraper