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 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 really here, at all? Will I see her again? If I do, it'll be the same? And am I really here, at all?
