Drain the veins in my head,
Clean out the reds in my eyes to get by security lines.
Dear X Ray machine,
Pretend you don't know me so well.
I won't tell if you lied.
Cry, 'cause your droughts been brought up,
Drinkin' cause you're looking so good in your Starbucks cup,
I complain for the company that I keep.
The windows for sleeping, rearranging when I'm nobody.
Well, who's laughing now? I'm leaving your town again.
And I'm over the cloud that you've been spinning.
And I'm up in the air, so baby, hell yeah.
Well honey I can see your house from here.
If the plane goes down, damn.
Well, I'll remember where the love was found.
If the plane goes down, damn.
__________ Jason Mraz, Plane.
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