The Flight

Sitting on a park bench, you next to me
About to go flying, over the sea
There's so many things that I wanna do with you
Be here with me and we'll make those dreams come true

Woke in a forest, to green covered trees
You ran away and I dropped to my knees
I heard your voice so I followed it to town
Upon walking in I saw no one else around

Maybe someday you will find
Some place better than real life but
Until then the daydream's got us waiting for the
Itch of self-control

Come with me darling, I'll take you to a place
We could be astronauts floating in space
I guess I found you at just the right time
Hold on to me and we'll get on through this flight