High in the sky
Holding to my alibi
I am falling
Parachute is out of reach
Diving freefall
Reach it before I hit the ground
One chance; that’s all
The plane is not coming back around
When you are away
Floating, in an empty sea
Will you look back my way?
I just wanted to see if it was me
You think it’s lonelier up here?
The earth appears so clear
The memories recalling
Is there a plan for each?
When you are away
Floating, in an empty sea
Will you look back my way?
I just wanted to see if it was me
Copyright 2024 Sean Ferree
