Look at what's happened to me,
I can't believe it myself.
Suddenly I'm up on top of the world,
It should've been somebody else.
Believe it or not,
I'm walking on air.
I never thought I could feel so free-.
Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
Who could it be?
Believe it or not it's just me.
It's like a light of a new day-,
It came from out of the blue.
Breaking me out of the spell I was in,
Making all of my wishes come true-.
Believe it or not,
I'm walking on air.
I never thought I could feel so free-.
Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
Who could it be?
Believe it or not it's just me.
Charly's Year 4 classes sang this at assembly last week and we have been humming and warbling it around the house ever since. It's one of those catchy tunes that gets stuck in your head. I hear it in a continuous loop in my mind at work, as I'm driving, in the shower, when I'm cooking and just wandering around. Just as well it's a punchy, feel good mantra, otherwise it would drive me mad. Nothing like belting it out with three kids in the kitchen and performing acompanying dance moves. Especially when it's the first day of Spring.
Pinch and a punch for the first of the month. Deadlock. No returns. A punch and a kick for being so quick.
Believe it or not, I'm ....
Lyrics: Greatest American Hero (Believe it or Not) by Mike Post and Stephen Geyer
Photos by me. Little birdie on my window sill and new buds in the garden.
