Glass Airplane

I sit here looking at the glass
The reflection of the airplanes going past
I feel it's telling me to go
Take me to a doctor
I just stubbed my toe, I don't suppose I'll make it
All these things we think too much of

Letting go will free your soul
In losing things, you gain control of love
Just think of me
And flying high we do not think
That touching ground will lead to our demise
Stop beating on the brink
The smartest thing you can do, is nothing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah

Everyone is asking why
Why are we here, why do people die?
It doesn't mean that we don't understand
Love is the key
It can open up the door to possibilities
Feeling is believing don't you know, yeah

Letting go will free your soul
In losing things, you gain control of love
Just think of me, yeah, yeah
And flying high we do not think
That touching ground will lead to our demise
Stop beating on the brink
The smartest thing you can do, is nothing



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Brady
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