I’m back in the air, but I’ve nowhere to go
I nervously glance at the mountains below
Two hours of sleep, seven more ’til the show
I pray to the codess of coffee to keep me alive.
I’m back in the air, but I’ve nowhere to go
I nervously glance at the mountains below
Two hours of sleep, seven more ’til the show
I pray to the codess of coffee to keep me alive.