These days
Our love is in the airwaves
I'm riding on my reasons
Toes upon the seasons
Waiting for the winds
Take my seat
Beside your feelings
Hold on tight for
Teasing, reeling
Close my eyes to
See through ceilings
Send my thoughts to
Satellites
And wait for your reply
When I know to
Flee or fight
I'll hear it in the sky
Jun 21, 2012
Jun 21, 2012 at 1:25 AM UTC
These days
Our love is in the airwaves
I'm riding on my reasons
Toes upon the seasons
Waiting for the winds
Take my seat
Beside your feelings
Hold on tight for
Teasing, reeling
Close my eyes to
See through ceilings
Send my thoughts to
Satellites
And wait for your reply
When I know to
Flee or fight
I'll hear it in the sky
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