Parachute - Timothy B. Schmit

See that shiny plane up in the steel gray sky

Going faster than the speed of sound

It don’t care about a thing, it just keeps passing by

Oblivious to everything’s that down

If I was on a cloud then I could hitch a ride

That’s how I would finally get to you

I’d grab onto the wing and at the perfect time

I’d open up my parachute

Sailing through the sky

Soaring way up high

When you think you’ve had enough of all this living on your own

And you feel you’re just about to break in two

When you’re stuck in overdrive and you’re longing for home

It’s time to change your attitude

Open up your parachute

See the raindrops pounding on my window pane

Tapping out their rhythms from above

They don’t pay any mind to those alone within

Thinkin' 'bout the ones they love

Fifty-two floors up above the city lights

Stranded in my temporary nest

The hotel operator, she says, «Have a good night»

I lay down, close my eyes, and do my best

Fitful, sleepless nights

Dreaming I can fly

When you think you’ve had enough of all this living on your own

And you feel you’re just about to break in two

When you’re stuck in overdrive and you’re longing for home

Come down to earth and change your mood

And open up your parachute

Fitful, sleepless nights

Dreaming I can fly

When you think you’ve had enough of all this living on your own

And you feel you’re just about to break in two

When you’re stuck in overdrive and you’re longing for home

It’s time to change your altitude

Open up your parachute

Come down to earth and change your mood

Open up your parachute