Hazy Days

Been changing thoughts but it's too late
My flight has just been called
Check my bags now, I'm up and leaving
Wonder if you think of me at all.
And now that I am off the ground
My mind just won't be still
Thoughts of you make my head feel hazy
Crazy, hazy, lovely smiles of you.
Flying high, takes so long
High in the sky, oh I wish you'd come along
Coming down, falling fast
What will you do now when you find I'm in the past?
I'm sorry that I left this way
I simply couldn't stay
Your ideals always drive me crazy
Hazy, crazy, lazy points of view.
Flying high, takes so long
High in the sky, oh I wish you'd come along
Coming down, falling fast
What will you do now when you find I'm in the past?