The White Stripes - City lights

^AI want to grab a stranger’s hand and ^AHold it as tightly as I can and ^AI will tell by their reaction if ^AThey’re like me or if I am crazy ^AWhen the lights of the city hit my ^AEyes on the plane looking out the window ^AI am consumed by a comforting notion ^AThat you are there and ^AI am welcome ^AIf our miles have added up to ^AA giant pile of distance that we ^ACannot reach past, climb, or conquer ^AWill you dig a ^ATunnel to me?

^AEvery move suspends an action ^AAny attempt to engage will push away ^AWhat you want becomes a magnet ^AOpposing poles ^ANever meeting ^ACan you combine a friend and mother? ^ACan you blend a dad and brother? ^AMust we have to pick one or the other? ^AWill we know this or always wonder? ^A(Always wonder) ^AYou can tell what you’ve done to me ^ATo be seen in hell from your place in a tree ^AAlways helping ^AEver loving ^ABut will you always ^ABe above me

^AI won’t ignore nor will not forget ^AThe kindness that’s been done to me ^AYou are the surest and safest bet that ^AI could ask for ^ASo I’m asking ^ASoon we will be side by side the ^APlane will land and the wings will glide ^AThe bags in hand and ^AThe car will drive ^AInto you ^AI will arrive ^ABy your side ^ABy your side