I spend so much time above the earth, thinking about life and each man's worth
How can one person be worth more than a thousand people knocking on his door?
Still, the motion of your hair
Well, that could take me anywhere
Guess you're happier than i
Please don't say goodbye
Then i get off the plane
A thousand thoughts reaching through my brain
Like, am i here beneath you? at all
Will i see her again?
If i do, will i feel the same?
And am i really here? at all