"Floating through the clouds, going down
It seems a strange point of calm
With no past, no future, just the wing and the wind
When the wheels touch the ground
A flood of feeling sweeps around
And the wheels of my life start turning again
If l could stay
In the sky
Suspended in time"
It seems a strange point of calm
With no past, no future, just the wing and the wind
When the wheels touch the ground
A flood of feeling sweeps around
And the wheels of my life start turning again
If l could stay
In the sky
Suspended in time"
_HALL & OATES
