I wrote this on the plane,
With Julie London crooning in my ears,
The light of the lamp above on my face,
My feet propped against the panel front.
I wrote this on the plane,
Thinking of the clouds passing by,
In the depth of the night,
Like batman on the prowl.
I wrote this on the plane,
The front seats were free,
And so was I,
In the still of the night.
I wrote this on the plane,
Way past everyone’s bedtime,
The ecstasy of the lilting tones,
The thrill of the shadows around and within me.
I wrote this on the plane,
Just feeling alls right with the world,
Just in that moment,
I could dream and feel closer to you.
Yes I could, Yes I am,
Stars fill the sky,
And thoughts of us fill my moments too,
I feel joy,
So I wrote this on the plane.
Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 8:00 PM UTC
I wrote this on the plane,
With Julie London crooning in my ears,
The light of the lamp above on my face,
My feet propped against the panel front.
I wrote this on the plane,
Thinking of the clouds passing by,
In the depth of the night,
Like batman on the prowl.
I wrote this on the plane,
The front seats were free,
And so was I,
In the still of the night.
I wrote this on the plane,
Way past everyone’s bedtime,
The ecstasy of the lilting tones,
The thrill of the shadows around and within me.
I wrote this on the plane,
Just feeling alls right with the world,
Just in that moment,
I could dream and feel closer to you.
Yes I could, Yes I am,
Stars fill the sky,
And thoughts of us fill my moments too,
I feel joy,
So I wrote this on the plane.
