Aeroplane کے بول

Reflection of your memory in the window And beneath the plane, city lights are a-twinklin' And you wear them for a crown, over the neon, how Soft, my morning comes, oh, when they lose their glow Oh yes, and I don't wanna touch down Treasures luminous and divine Savior's light, oh You know I couldn't break or wait it through And the roses that you came with sure had a thorn or two But still this blood runs blue, cut it red and loose for you Fast our northern star, paler then out of view Oh yes, and I don't wanna touch down Treasures luminous and divine Savior's light, oh Fate must be on my side There's something close behind Far away, I see myself And it's come today, but tomorrow may turn me out Oh, ooh, oh