Lyrics: Billy Mann/Jacob Whitesides/David Spencer
Music: Billy Mann/Jacob Whitesides/David Spencer
Have you ever been to Mexico?
I wanna leave right now
Not a soul has to know the why or how
I wanna feel the tequila sunshine on my face
I wanna see that bikini tan as we stay up late
Letâs be birds
Where you wanna go, just say the word
Letâs be birds
Letâs see if this is real love
Letâs be birds
Letâs be birds
Whatâs the point of living in a beautiful world that youâll never see?
Come fly with me
I wanna taste the cinnamon in Istanbul
Sit on top of the Eiffel Tower that would be so cool
Letâs go to Tokyo, itâs on our way to Singapore
To wind up drinking hot chocolate on the Soho floor
Letâs be birds
Where you wanna go, just say the word
Letâs be birds
Letâs see if this is real love
Letâs be birds
Letâs be birds
Whatâs the point of living in a beautiful world that youâll never see?
Come fly with me
Thereâs a whole universe thatâs waiting out there
Whatâs the point of wings if you never go anywhere?
I never wanna look at you and think of where we couldâve gone
And all that we shouldâve done
So put your hands up
Letâs be birds
Where you wanna go, just say the word
Letâs be birds
Letâs see if this is real love
Letâs be birds
Letâs be birds
Whatâs the point of living in a beautiful world that youâll never see?
Come fly with me
Letâs be birds
Where you wanna go, just say the word
Letâs be birds
Letâs see if this is real love
Letâs be birds
Letâs be birds
Whatâs the point of living in a beautiful world that youâll never see?
Come fly with me