Without speaking we agreed on the ride
Pine trees like paintings against the sky
Reflections of the sun
From planes as they catch our eyes
Sometimes we don't need to realise
It's hard cause we don't want to be surprised
Or to circulate in the clouds
Might be better if we don't look down
As trees beyond us are flashing by
Still trying to read all the signs
And to believe that we will arrive
Once more we'll take the risk to fall
For all things taking us high and low
One for you and one for the road
Sometimes we don't need to realise
It's hard cause we don't want to be surprised
Or to circulate in the clouds
Once more we'll take the risk to fall
For all things taking us high and low
One for you and one for the road