Airport Spy

You should see the wonder in his eyes
He stands by the fence, an airport spy
Sometimes up on his tippy-toes
Tryin' to take it all in
I'm sure tomorrow he will be back again
He'll be a natural flyer
Knows every aircraft by name
Instead of his homework, he is up in his room drawing planes
I think he knows, he's a little boy
But he carries a man-size dream
He longs for the day and his chance in a flying machine

Sweet dreams, as mom and daddy say
He climbs into bed
They whisper "good night"
His flashlight is new
He's on chapter two of Yeager
Under the covers
He reads tonight

"A stall is created by exceeding the critical angle of attack.
When this occurs,
the smooth flow of air over the wing is
lost, drag increases, and lift is depleted"

After school he's out there, every day
Dreaming about his future, while the other kids play
He knows what he wants to be
His mind is set so strong
He knows in his heart, the sky is where he belongs

Sweet dreams, as mom and daddy say
He climbs into bed
They turn off the light
His flashlight is new
He's on chapter two of Yeager
Under the covers
He dreams tonight

"Hi son, what's your name?
Matthew
Matthew! I see you out here all the time and, hey,
I'm going flying tomorrow, would you like to come along?
You mean it Mister?
You bet! Hey, why don't you check with your folks,
make sure it's okay, and I'll see you out here tomorrow, okay?
Awesome!"
(You should see the wonder) In his eyes
(You should see the wonder)
(You should see the wonder) In his eyes
(You should see the wonder)
(You should see the wonder) You
should see the wonder, that airport spy
(You should see the wonder)