Through the window pane window of a plane At the ground below moving by slow 30,000 feet, getting things to eat High in the air you're not there
Clouds are white as snow, far down below It's winter time in my mind Standing on the wing an angel starts to sing High in the air you're not there
Passengers sleeping and no one looks down Still white as snow lowly floats by See myself standing alone on the ground And I'm lost in my head in the sky
Patch-work fields don't look real Houses small hardly there at all Seat belt sign flashes my mind High in the air you're not there
Slowly going down, coming into town Miniature cars, people very far Kind of hard to see, how it came to be High in the air you're not there
Passengers sleeping and no one looks down Still white as snow lowly floats by See myself standing alone on the ground And I'm lost in my head in the skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
