To be an airline pilot
Flying for distance Skye’s
Flying where a wind could hide
Every cloud just look the same
beneath shadows where angels could hide
Different cities different names
Every landing held a dream
Searching everywhere
Endless search everywhere
No sign if you were there
Just looking for a home
Tired of empty skies
Search so painful and far to long
Want to rest where I belong
Landing at night
Bringing passengers to there loved ones
Finding myself in an empty hotel room
- preparing for the next flight
Thought I had a home
but I got it wrong