Texty:
Nine Days Flying The Corporate Jet

To lay waste to another day And are we alive enough to say That we're good enough And are we alive enough today To know that we're good enough There's 29 days

I feel alive before a show I'm only happy with a road that leads across to San Francisco See through ice on the back window Moonlight reflecting off

I never knew life, like I knew I would Waking up the Roosevelt and Hollywood Steve and Tom were doing a scene I couldn't get by till half past three

Face to face And all at once I'm staring at the life I want And you, you were the most I'm black and white You're color blind So dream of purple roses

The days the nights, the search for an angel For lack of love For what I used to be A certain thing a certain comfort One last cloud is over me She was