Will Johnson, Yim Yames, Jay Farrar & Anders Parker fly high

I'm flying on this plane
Back into your arms again
And my eyes are sad and cloudy
My teardrops falls like rain
As I look down past my wing
Flying home to you again
In the clouds I see your picture
While the engine sings your name
I'm flying high, up in the sky
But my heart keeps looking for you
All around, down on the ground
On every hill, in every house
I see your face in every window down below
I'm thinking, flying here
Of those arguments we had
Of the times we slammed our door
Said goodbye goodbye
I walked away a dozen times
I drove away a hundred more
But all the trains and all the buses
Brought me back here to our door
I'm flying high, up in the sky
But my heart keeps looking for you
All around, down on the ground
On every hill, in every house
I see your face in every window down below
I'm flying high, up in the sky
But my heart keeps looking for you
All around, down on the ground
On every hill, in every house
I see your face in every window down below I see your face in every window down below