Fly High

I am flying on this plane
Back into your arms again
And my eyes are sad and cloudy
And my teardrops fall like rain.

As I look down past my wind
Flying home to you again
On the clouds I see your picture
While the engine sings your name.

I’m flying high, up in the sky
But my heart keeps looking for you
All around, down on the ground.
On every hill, in every house
I see your face in every window, down below.

I am thinking, flying here
Of those arguments we had
Of the times we slammed our door
And said, goodbye, goodbye

I walked away a dozen times,
I drove away a hundred more,
But all the trains and all the buses
Brought me back here to our door.

I’m flying high, up in the sky
But my heart keeps looking for you
All around, down on the ground.
On every hill, in every house
I see your face in every window, down below.

I’m flying high, up in the sky
But my heart keeps looking for you
All around, down on the ground.
On every hill, in every house
I see your face in every window, down below.
I see your face in every window, down below.