Fell asleep again Notebook in my lap Flipping through dog-eared pages Every one is scribbled black I'm headed way out west Further than I've ever been before And it's too late to turn back Still on track Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Across the ocean Transatlantic Flight Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Soaring through an orange morning sky Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Across the ocean Transatlantic Flight Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Soaring through an orange morning sky Raise a glass For the songs we left behind For the roads we never traveled For the rooms that we forgot Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Across the ocean Transatlantic Flight Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Soaring through an orange morning sky Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Across the ocean Transatlantic Flight Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Soaring through an orange morning sky Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Across the ocean Transatlantic Flight Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Soaring through an orange morning sky Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Across the ocean Transatlantic Flight Wheels up from Amsterdam she rides Soaring through an orange morning sky