Baby Bird Follow

Way up in the cloudsAngels don't flyBig silver birdsRe-writing the skyTaxi & take off nowI close your eyesLook out of the windowWatch the ground dieI live all day-to vacate the place-I love-uh huhI work all day-to leave the way I live-behindWay down on the groundPeople don't flyBut here we at the airportLike ladybirds in JulyJust like back homeI wish that you were hereIf I had a cellular phoneI'd drown it in my beerI was once like youDreaming you were meLocked inside your pretty headWishing I was freeBut I was so different thenAnd you were roughly the sameLove was in your pretty headAnd sex was on my brain