i've 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 you hair,
well that could take me anywhere

because your happier than i

pleas don't say goodbye.


The i get off the plane.
A thousand thoughts flasing through my brain

Like am i really here at all?
And will i see her again?
if i do will it be the same,

And am i really here at all?