Woorden: Jimmy Webb. Met Her On A Plane.

Met her on a plane
I had forgotten I was made of glass
I watched the cars and crews and cities pass
You know, I watched the sun till I was blind now
I tried to drive her from my mind now

But I kept seeing her and I
Disappearing in the scenery
I was humming, humming inside
Humming, I was humming inside

She told me of her pain
She did not know that I was hearing her
She did not know that I was nearing her
You know the sun it did remain now
And from the glaciers to the plains now

Her eyes burned bluer than the skies
That still exist over Nevada
I was humming, humming inside
Humming, I was humming inside