I pick notes from the sky
An old plane go flyin' by
Don't know who got right of way
I know I'll get someday, yeah
I'm just startin' to think
My mind go on the blink
From here inside my bush, yeah
I'm just foolin' around
Pull deep within your town
Don't know no reality
It's all a dream to me, yeah
Why don't you sing
We got to sing it, aye aye
Is that the way you treat your love
When he is blue?
Is that the way you do the things
You say you do?
Your life is so bright
As is rises, mourning,
This morning
I pick notes from the sky
An old plane go flyin' by
Don't know who got right of way
I know I'll get someday, yeah
I'm just foolin' around
Pull deep within your town
Don't know no reality
It's all a dream to me, yeah
Why don't you sing
We got to sing it, aye aye