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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fiorious
Vocals
House Gospel Choir
Vocals
Matt Johnson
Bass
Lorenz Rhode
Keyboards
Tino Piontek
Synthesizer
Greg Piontek
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tino Schmidt
Composer
Raymond Fiore
Composer
Purple Disco Machine
Arranger
Fiorious
Vocal Arranger
Natalie Maddix
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Purple Disco Machine
Producer
Matt Johnson
Producer
Lorenz Rhode
Producer
MØNTE
Mixing Engineer
HP Mastering
Mastering Engineer
Dimitrios Hatzisavas
Vocal Recording Engineer
Natalie Maddix
Vocal Producer
Monté
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Hands to the sky, this is our time
We're gonna lift each other high
So don't you cry
Baby, don't you know that we can fly
Dreaming of a place to wash away
All this hurt and pain, and just let go
We can wait for our turn in line
For someone else to decide
They can never touch us, the power that we hold, so
Hands to the sky, this is our time
We're gonna lift each other high
So don't you cry
Baby, don't you know that we can fly?
Unstoppable, now can you feel it?
More powerful when we are one
We can't wait for our turn in line
For someone else to decide
They can never touch us, the power we hold, so
Hands to the sky, this is our time
We're gonna lift each other high
So don't you cry
Baby, don't you know that we can fly? (Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Hands to the sky, this is our time
We're gonna lift each other high
So don't you cry
Baby, don't you know that we can fly?
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly to the-
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly to the-
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly to the-
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly to the-
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly to the-
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly to the-
Fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly, fly, fly, fly
There's a movement when we're close
Everlasting powerful
Manifest your inner soul
Something they cannot control
Never changing, won't bow down
No more shame, the crown is ours
Gasping in their final hours (oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Hands to the sky, this is our time
We're gonna lift each other high
So don't you cry
Baby, don't you know that we can fly? (Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Hands to the sky, this is our time
We're gonna lift each other high
So don't you cry
Baby, don't you know that we can fly? (We can fly)
Writer(s): Tino Schmidt, Raymond Fiore, Lorenz Rhode
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