I thought about calling you when I got off the plane. Everytime I see this city through the clouds, I get that way. Call me crazy for missing you like this, but I do.
A little stretch of river on a big green field. The kind you see from airplanes baby, that's the deal, that's the deal. A place to plan a future a place to keep the past.
I always said I wouldn't stand. In the way of your dreams. And what good is the wind blowing. In a blue sky to a bird without wings. . And I meant it when I said it, I swear it.