Panama

I was in a plane to
PanamaAnd a fly landed on her thigh
And I thought
I brushed it off quite brashly
I introduced myself
And she said her name was sky.
A simple Hi and
I could tell
That her plainness was well seamless
And somewhere deep inside
She drove a calm and weightless determination
And to what lands her mind would travel
I dont know but
I was so curious
I had to keep on thinking of her floating through the clouds
YeahI asked her whether she enjoyed being in the air
And airily she answered with an accent so careful
I could feel each syllable while
I love things that seem impossible
I love things that seem impossible
Well I love things that seem impossible
And I love things that seem impossible
YeahSeem impossible
Seem impossible
I love things that seem impossible
And to what lands her mind would travel
I dont know but
I was so curious
I had to keep on thinking of her floating through the clouds
Yeah