She’s Flying To America

Hessel

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I listen to my heartbeat’s rhythm now she’s leaving
Hesitating when I try to smile
Yes I know my eyes are darkening like evening
She’s going to make here own trip in a while

She’s flying to america my friend
Don’t know her ambition cannot understand
What the hell is going on with me
She’s flying, too far away from here

Head and brains are empty like the great atlantic
And my body’s chilling ‘cause she goes
There’s no more to tell her, past had its own value
But here future’s somewhere else I know

Maybe she’ll hear me if she will keep listening
She’ll be in my songs and my guitar
Thanks for being gentle and please do remember
I’ll stay where the waves and sea-birds are