I 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 here beneath you, at all
Will I see her again?
If I do, will I feel the same?
And am I really here, at all
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