in a pressurised cabin i will write
letters blue and white
deputies of hope and honesty
i will stare outside
and photograph the flight
trace the swimming lights
a collision course for continents and me

although the air is thin
you know it rushes by
but it's a home for us
oh the pleasure is all mine
and all the images
are running through my head
however many time
still there's room for one more yet

in a winter sky
twin blankets for the night
tears stream from my eyes
blotting on the envelopes from me
i will close my eyes
and picture wider aisles
families on each side
the ceremony doesn't frighten me

although the air is thin
you know it rushes by
but it's a home for us
oh the pleasure is all mine
we used to worry more
we used to be concerned
it's all forgotten now
we'll fly in circles round the earth
so seating E to I
oh you're the neighbours now
we're going to stay up here
we're never going to come back down
and all the images
are running through my head
however many times
still there's room for one more yet