Life on an Airplane

Sometimes I Think It's Interesting

That, I Already Know The Outcome,

Of You And Me And Everything Between. Spin Me Around In This Big (?) Town.

All This Pressure Is Way Too Much!

Close Your Eyes And Examine The Insides.

Ohhh

I Wish I Lived On An Airplane,

Where We Could Go So High,

And We Could Sever Times With, Everybody Else,

And When You Looked Down,

You Could Just See Clouds,

You Said "Hold My Hand,

We're Gonna Be Just Fine."

All These Clouds Spinning Round And Round,

The Make Me Feel So Safe And Secure,

With Tiny Belts Made Of Cloth And Crush,

They Keep Us Safe 'Til They End Our Lives.

So Hold My Hand As We Go Through Time,

Maybe We Could Stay Here Because...

I Wish I Lived On An Airplane,

Where We Could Go So High,

And We Could Sever Times With, Everybody Else,

And When You Looked Down,

You Could Just See Clouds,

You Said "Hold My Hand,

We're Gonna Be Just Fine."

I'd Take Back All My Mistakes,

If You'd Fly Up Here With Me,

I Cannot Think Without Your Hand Wrapped In Mine,

Lets Go Higher, Higher, Higher.

I Wish I Lived On An Airplane,

Where We Could Go So High,

And We Could Sever Times With, Everybody Else,

And When You Looked Down,

You Could Just See Clouds,

You Said "Hold My Hand,

We're Gonna Be Just Fine."