Hazy Days

Been changing thoughts but it's too late

My flight has just been called

Check my bags now, I'm up and leaving

Wonder if you think of me at all.



And now that I am off the ground

My mind just won't be still

Thoughts of you make my head feel hazy

Crazy, hazy, lovely smiles of you.



Flying high, takes so long

High in the sky, oh I wish you'd come along

Coming down, falling fast

What will you do now when you find I'm in the past?



I'm sorry that I left this way

I simply couldn't stay

Your ideals always drive me crazy

Hazy, crazy, lazy points of view.



Flying high, takes so long

High in the sky, oh I wish you'd come along

Coming down, falling fast

What will you do now when you find I'm in the past?