The plane veers to the left
It's raindrops on the window
The clouds look like pillows
Pillars of my imagination
The termination of my agitation
I start sketching with no purpose at all
Then comes out a figure like you, only a little bit taller
I'd like to know her
She'd be like you, with a warmer shoulder
But hold on, why should I sink any lower
So I close up my book
Take a fatal look out the window, throw the shade down
I'm losing my breath, feels like I might drown
We're three hours out
Feel like we've been flying for a year now
I can't escape my head
Hold on, hold on, it's all too real now
I got a fear of flying
And you make me calm, so please turn around
I got a fear of flying
But I'm coming to you when I hit the ground
I got a fear of flying
And you make me calm, so please turn around
I got a fear of flying (I got a fear of flying)
But I'm coming to you when I hit the ground
Oh, I got a fear of flying
And you make me calm, so please turn around
I got a fear of flying
But I'm coming to you when I hit the ground
I got a fear of flying
And I'm coming to you when I hit the ground
I got a fear of flying
And I'm coming to you when I hit the ground