She tears out all the ends From her fancy fashion rides
And after all why not When they're only trying to sell her wings After all I say why not, when they're only getting in the way of things And she wants to see
And I may change my mind from never landing And I may change my tune of ever descending And I may change the ending to never arriving again To see where it had all been there
And she looks far away, too far ahead And she is mourning things that are not dead
And after all why not When they're only trying to take her wings After all I say why not, when they're only getting in the way of things And she wants to see
And I may change my mind from never landing And I may change my tune of ever descending And I may change the ending of never arriving again To see where I am
And after all why not When they're only trying to take her wings And after all why not, when they're only getting in the way of things And she wants to see...
And I just might change my mind for never landing And I may change my tune of ever descending And I may change the ending from never arriving again