The morning Sun was warm and bright
Over the fields not far from home
When there was a flash of light
A shimmering of polished chrome
I've seen a ship in the sky
I've seen a flying machine
I've no proof, I've no photograph
I half expected you to laugh
There were no engines, no silver wings
And no sound filled the air
I thought I was seeing things
As I watched it disappear
I've seen a ship in the sky
I've seen a flying machine
It left me in wonder, it left me in awe
And it left me wanting to see more.
Lyndon Queripel