Hey, love
With a sense of urgency, I had to put this pen to paper
Couldn't send it in the mail and risk that you would be gone
So, of course, I had to find a way that would be accepted at first sight
To your mind, body, and soul
An encounter irresistible like when we first met
I can tell now that you're sitting in your all-white private jet
With the engine running
Looking out the window with your dark blue sunshades
And holding your gloves tight
Contemplating if what you're about to leave behind
Is worth the agony and heartache of the abyss
First, let me just say, it's a beautiful day outside
Only because your reflection is everywhere