Dash 7 in the air Propped to the sun alone Jets hum
I wish that I was still there
Props, not a jet, alone Where the sun doesn´t come down
Because I´ve found the way those engines sound Will make you kiss the ground When you touch down Dash 7 pointed down The captain´s announcement Doesn´t make a sound
Because I´ve found the way those engines sound Will make you kiss the ground I found the way those engines sound Will make you kiss the ground When you touch down