Clouds

As the plane approached the ground,

I looked out from the inside.

In the brick I scratch my name.

Will it be here next time?

These clouds above my head,

melt in front of me.

I think of what you said,

there's no where I'd rather be.

.

Is your book wet from the rain?

These cobbled streets they guide me.

I check my phone to look like

I have somewhere I'm supposed to be.

These clouds above my head,

melt in front of me.

I think of what you said,

there's no where I'd rather be

.

These clouds above my head,

melt in front of me.

I think of what you said,

there's no where I'd rather be

.