Jay Aguiniga

(Scottsbluff Nebraska)

In the clouds


Through the regional window,
Another plane touches down..
Baby I'm waiting for my lonely connection,
Today I'm leaving our small little town.

Now I'm flying high through this weightless space,
And I can't help thinking of you.
Every cloud is an image of something,
that reminds me of everything of you..

Backpack hung over my shoulder,
Walking with the crowd in gate B..
I can't think of anything I want more,
Then to take off and have you fly into me..

Through this international window
Another plane touches down
Baby I'm waiting for my love connection...
Today I'm leaving this big city and counting down.

Baby I can't wait for you to fly into me
Baby I can't wait to touch down
To see you waiting and a soft smile in gate B
You waiting in our small little town..

Submitted: Friday, October 11, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013
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