I just want it all.
The high life,
The high flights.
I saw you mom,
Live in the air,
You came down
You came near
But you were always living up there.
I missed those eyes,
Red as always,
Dried with thin
Colorado air,
I missed you,
I missed the here.
I am lost sitting here
Thinking I could go back.
What was I missing?
All our talks about getting
Away and going anyway?
I was clicking the clock
And hiding the socks,
Sick of the same thing
Daily,
Now the higher life
Has come near me,
Has come to me,
And where am I?
Where will I still be?
I missed all the things about you
And I think I still do,
You made that summer
Worth it, you made it like
I won’t forget it,
It hurt like a mother—
Cause even she can’t fix
This mess,
I am high,
Dreaming,
Asking,
The questions,
Where will you be?
Will you be up there-
High with me?
