Watching The Sky

You fly in circles around the dark side of your soul
While I'm flying in this airplane with no sense of control
Black sky wraps around us
Like skin it keeps us whole
And are you watching the sky too?
Big hotel island in a small town
They send me flowers for my room
But tonight I'll drink their wind
Tonight I'm gonna have a good time
Hanging on the telephone as if it were my friend
Craving some of that sweetness on the other end
I'll lay under the stars tonight
Instead of sleep, pretend
That you are watching the sky too