way up high in the sky looking down at the sea
the claustrophobic pressure is too much to bare
Yet looking out the window, I can see everywhere
Yet it’s so true, that I’m feeling blue
coz the memory in my mind
always leads me back to you
The clouds are so surreal, the sun shines across
a feeling of peace inside and not one of loss
Oh England is so green and so is Ireland too
most beautiful of landscapes in the sky is a hue
Yet it’s difficult to see, why you bothered with me
perhaps that’s why I’m feeling so blue
Coz I still have that memory of you
As we descend on the flight path at five hundred feet
the ground pulls us downwards
We’re back upon our feet
the heat hits me sideways as I step down from the plane
I turned to grab your hand my love
but your gone away again
yet it’s so true you’re gone and I’m feeling blue
coz again it leads me back to the memory of you
it leads me back to the memory of you
the memory of you
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