Sky fell down upon us and stole away my oxygen. And left me standing breathless there with you. The ocean wrapped around the sun, the smell of June. The taste of your tongue is all I'd ever need.
On final approach my brother and I, we were so sure. Knew exactly the plans we'de made and what we were here for. Didn? have a care in the world, got by day by day.
Monday morning brings the sunrise. A welcome sight - a sight for sore eyes. I owe my answers now to no one. Flying high and anchor free. A mirror image passes me.