Flights

Said you've seen it all before, right?
But what about tonight?
Won't you open your eyes
Take a look outside
At the open skylight?

She tells me it's a little cold out
Don't worry we'll fly south
Come with me girl
I'll let you know what I'm all about

Tell me where you wanna go?
We can leave, make it feel like home
If you're ready let me know
And we'll fly to parts unknown

And it's flights to L.A.
Trips to Paris
They could talk but
We couldn't care less girl
Whoa
Let you shop in New York
Drink in London
It's all the same girl
As long as you're coming
Whoa, yeah

Said she's so sick of this town
We can make the world our playground
Spend the night in the sky girl
Tell me how does that sound?

Tell me where you wanna go?
We can leave, make it feel like home
If you're ready let me know
And we'll fly to parts unknown

And it's flights to L.A.
Trips to Paris
They could talk but
We couldn't care less girl
Whoa
Let you shop in New York
Drink in London
It's all the same girl
As long as you're coming
Whoa, yeah

So fly with me, yeah fly with me
30,000 in the skies
Where you tryna be?
I can take you to a place that is so exclusive
It's a view that only me, you, and the pilot see
As the clouds surround us
And drown out all the troubles and sounds
Touch down in the town
Open your eyes
Be astounded by the sights all around
They are incredible
Itinerary printed out
Baby I'm way ahead of you

And it's flights to L.A.
Trips to Paris
They could talk but
We couldn't care less girl
Whoa

And it's flights to L.A.
Trips to Paris
They could talk but
We couldn't care less girl
Whoa
Let you shop in New York
Drink in London
It's all the same girl
As long as you're coming
Whoa, yeah

And it's flights to L.A.
Trips to Paris
They could talk but
We couldn't care less girl
Whoa
Let you shop in New York
Drink in London
It's all the same girl
As long as you're coming
Whoa, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Dejohnette, Terje Rypdal, Miroslav Vitous
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