Waiting on blue
Eyes on horizon, the gray sky view
When it gets to
Leaving your light on the whole day through
Star-strangled storm
Weather to ride on, and an earth to roam
Cellular phone
Pages to hide on
When will we ride for real?
There's reeds in the wind
I want to hold you for real
Flies on the screen
Stuck to the ties of the web machine
The spider is green
She keeps it bright through the night, no sleep
When will we ride for real?
There's reeds in the wind
I want to hold you for real
For real again
Waiting on blue
Eyes on horizon, the gray sky view
