Woorden: Garrison Starr. Hey Girl.

What makes you think you gotta hold
The world on your shoulders and handle that load
Who gave you the fine tooth comb?
To judge your every move before you?ve even started to make one

Hey girl
It?s a beautiful day for flying
Don?t you want to open your eyes?
You?re dying

Subtle was the way, the clouds rolled in on you
To fog up your windows and darken your view
An unforgiving face who dared you to escape
Living for the chance to scare you back in place

Hey girl
It?s a beautiful day for flying
Don?t you want to open your eyes?

Hey girl
It?s a beautiful day for flying
Don?t you want to open your eyes?
You?re dying

It?s no way to live safe
All wrapped up in my fears
'Til I just suffocate
I will get through if it?s the last thing I do