Carload of Thieves
Golden
Up in the sky
I'll leave a paper trail so you can find me
if my jet just happens to go down The clouds will catch my falling body if heaven wasn't a fairytale then
I would be there now And while I'm stuck in yesterday (while I'm stuck in yesterday) you're in the garden state but we're both wide awake tonight And California will be great (five days, all expenses paid) Sweaty palms, descending this high was never ending AND AS I STEP OUT ONTO SOLID GROUND
I LOOK UP AND WANT TO SURF THOSE JET-STREAM TIDES AS I EMERGE FROM THOSE NEWARK GATES I SEE YOU
AND EVERYTHING JUST FLEAS MY MIND
AND THAT'S JUST FINE.
From Letras Mania