air traffic

flying high above the surface
turbulence has got me nervous
feel i could take a dive, or stay alive, what my heart desires
through the static breaks a calming voice, i make my choice
and climb ever higher

air traffic are you reading me
come in
don't you know that i'm nothing without you
air traffic, you make everything real
i want to feel how you feel
i want to feel how you feel

the sun has turned its rays to blind me
lightning clouds are closing behind me
i'm feeling hypnotized, i close my eyes and wait for the prize
throug the air, from a satellite, you share your sight
and tell me to rise

air traffic are you reading me
come in
don't you know that i'm nothing without you
air traffic, you make everything real
i want to feel how you feel
i want to feel how you feel

will i ever be more to you than just a dot
reappearing in another spot
will you take me higher?

end.

air traffic©2003 by frank caravella

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