Flying — текст песни (The Samples)

I was looking
Looking out the windows at the moon
I was hoping
Hoping that we`d be home real soon
I was flying
30,000 feet above the earth
Just getting back
Getting back to the land of my birth

But we`ve been through the hardest times
And they`re coming back too soon
But I`ll be waiting in an airport line
Staring at the moon

I was coming
Coming back for holidays
But I`ll be spending it
Spending it in the air above my grave
We were falling
30,000 feet above the Earth
You won`t be calling this
Calling this the land of my birth

But we`ve been through the hardest times
And they`re coming back too soon
But I was waiting in an airport line
Waiting next to you

Just flying...