Saturday Morning

I’ve been waiting … Saturday morning
phone is ringing, and it’s not good news
Mind is racing, sirens blowing
Trouble’s hitting when least expected

You’re bloodline, a fine line
You’re fading in and out
Too soon to lose you, so hold on
Now you’re floating uptowards the moon

You better come down soon
I’ll talk you right back to the earth
You better come down soon
I need you too

You’ve been soaring too high for words
I’ve been listening, but you don’t make sense
Momma worries, papa wonders
Will you come down or fly away again?

It’s tempting … your vision
To see the world through different eyes
But you’re human, not meant to
Travel upso damn high