Silver Plane
Lawrence Hayward
Now you've gone my mind is free
I'm going to think about what you said
all your thoughts like a passing plane
are going floating through my head
you said I'd soon be dead
the little things that you said
Said you'd leave us all behind
and took a walk to the edge of a town
silver bird would have suited you
as your feet never touched the ground
and you're still hanging around
you said the cars must have all left town
I never listened to you
We never shared
I didn't hear what you said
I didn't know that you cared
Two years in this little room
it's going to start suffocating me
I'll fly away on a silver plane
to reclaim my privacy
you said you'd follow me
there's a distinct possibility