Judith De Los Santos High
Captain, promise me that we won't fall from the sky
'Cause they keep saying that there's nothing wrong
But I can't see it in their eyes
I feel like a pretzel drinking $5 champagne
Forget your airline, I'm taking the train
This is way too high, high for me
I don't like to fly, this high in the air
I'm clinging to my tiny window seat that I can't leave
Killing time with boring magazines
That I've never cared to read
And I wish the sky would suddenly clear
'Cause I can't stand the ring in my ears
This is way too high, high for me
I don't like to fly, this high in the air
And I'm insecure once I get onboard
'Cause I feel for sure I will plunge to my death
Please don't leave me here where I can't walk on solid ground
Pleasant lady what are you smiling for?
Don't sell me headphones while I'm throwing up
High, high for me
I don't like to fly this high in the air
