Since I was a child I have loved flying into cities at night
Rows and circles of tiny, flickering lights
Clusters of homes and buildings
And you in the airplane that someone is staring up at, wondering where it’s going
candles in the dark
Since I was a child I have loved flying into cities at night
Rows and circles of tiny, flickering lights
Clusters of homes and buildings
And you in the airplane that someone is staring up at, wondering where it’s going
sid gore 