Flying on the Ground Is Wrong

Is my world not falling down I'm in pieces on the ground And my eyes aren't open And I'm standing on my knees But if crying and holding on And flying on the ground is wrong Then I'm sorry to let you down But you're from my side of town And I'll miss you Turn me up or turn me down Turn me off or turn me round I wish I could have met you in a place Where we both belong But if crying and holding on And flying on the ground is wrong Then I'm sorry to let you down But you're from my side of town And I'll miss you Sometimes I feel like I'm just a helpless child Sometimes I feel like a kid But baby, since I have changed I can't take nothing home City lights at a country fair Never shine but always glare If I'm bright enough to see you You're just too dark to care But if crying and holding on And flying on the ground is wrong Then I'm sorry to let you down But you're from my side of town And I'll miss you I'll miss you I'll miss you I'll miss you I'll miss you --- Flying On The Ground Is Wrong - Buffalo Springfield