You'll understand why God made A couple guys in first class on a flight From new York to Los Angeles, Kinda making small talk killing time, Flirting with the flight attendants, Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma, Just a bunch of square

Where do we I hope I'm right when I'm speaking my mind I hope my life is no sign of the times Haven't we all I've been looking for the golden trees I don't wanna see the killing on those leaves Maybe I'll just press my hands on it It's a lot for me to

For All that has been And All that is All that's to be Lord, I'm just killing time And time's killing me I sit reflecting I feel the end has begun It seems my days now mirror the setting sun So many places that I have been

Just don’t leave Don’t leave I’ll drown my beliefs To have your babies I’ll dress like your niece And wash your swollen feet I’m not living I’m just killing time Your tiny hands

Just don't leave Don't leave I'll drown my beliefs To have you be in peace I'll dress like your niece And wash your swollen feet I'm not living, I'm just killing time Your tiny hands

You know there's just one thing I need Come on, lift me with the right song The right song There is a clock in mind We running out of time Killing it goes so easily I want to feel him breathe I want his hands on me Just one thing I need, I need, I need,