Vivid memories 'till I start to sleep
Watch the clouds drift by
Looking at the fields, small and so unreal
Think of me.
Sight's not clear, I'm losing me
I'm begging, please look and hear me.
Flying through the stars, ... ...
Feel the ... of doubt
Thinking of the past, ... this stays my last
Think of me.
In my eyes.
Flying all way back in time.
End of life.
And the ... of bluish skies.
See me.
As my flight comes to a close.
See me.
When I'm dead to let it go.
In my eyes.
When the wind provokes my tear of shame.
In my eyes.
Where my memories take the fuel away.
While I fly.
See the land that I became.
Loosing height.
As the pressure rise again.
See me.
But I cannot understand.
See me.
When the joy lays in my hand.
In my eyes.
When the wind provokes my tears of shame.
In my eyes.
Where my memories take the fuel away.
In my eyes.
Engine stops to make my landing fail.
In my eyes.
See the shadows of my vapour trail.
The faces in this sort of flesh became the faces don't you stare at me.
The faces mumble words I lose ... the faces whispering, dazzling me.
The faces, how the hell they found me? But the faces know the answer well.
The faces quite I few that I see what the faces around me try to tell.
All faces in this kind of ritual all this faces [I] know them personally.
But there's one face that I really don't know and this lonely hollow face - that's me.
Now that I... flew back here and here I cry.
All this time... fought my emptiness inside.
See me.
As my plane is falling low.
See me.
As the ... begins to grow.
In my eyes.
When the wind provokes my tears of shame.
In my eyes.
Where my memories take the fuel away.
In my eyes.
Engine stops to make my landing fail.
In my eyes.
See the shadows of my vapour trail.
Flying for my past, way up and above.
Leave the time behind.
Heading for the stars, for the ones I love.
Think of you.
Do you dream or think of me?
I'm hoping, please, can you hear me?
Writer(s): Stephen Queralt, Laurence Colbert, Mark Gardener, Andrew Bell
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