Condensation on the glass
Conversation Overcast
These thoughts in my head
They're wondering
These things in my head
Don't want none of it
Woah i'm on a rope again
Been around the world a million times in my head
Woah hanging on my whims again
Out far
Far out
So unexpected
You say you want to get away
But I find it so cliche
How good we have it here
How do i make it clear
Woah im on a rope again
Been around the world a million times in my head
Woah hanging on my whims again
Out far
Far out
So unexpected
If I could fly to meet you where you are
I would, I would
If I could fly to meet you where you are
I would, I would