Flying Away

Looking into your eyes gets thousand of ideas running through my mind. Yeah for sure our story is one of its kind. Maybe that is why every time I try to pen it down, it all ends up in a huff and a frown. Some more time, hell give my something to rhyme. Maybe falling a bit too easily was my crime. Right, I'm here writing while you're already on your flight. Crossing seven seas and travelling thousand miles. Leaving me here with a bitter, bitter smile.