Observation From Flight 285 [In 3/4 Time] [Single Mix - Mono]

Through the windowpane, window of a plane
At the ground below, moving by slow
Thirty thousand feet, getting things to eat
High in the air, you're not there
Clouds are white as snow, fall down below
It's wintertime in my mind
Standing on the wing, an angel starts to sing
High in the air, you're not there

Passengers sleeping and no one looks down
Still white as snow it floats by
See myself standing alone on the ground
And I'm lost in my head in the sky-y-y-y

Patchwork fields don't look real
Houses small, hardly there at all
Seatbelt sign flashes my mind
High in the air, you're not there
Slowly coming down, coming into town
Miniature cars, people very far
Kinda hard to see how it came to be
High in the air, you're not there

Passengers sleeping and no one looks down
Still white as snow it floats by
See myself standing alone on the ground
And I'm lost in my head in the sky-y-y-y