I was in a plane to Panama And a fly landed on her thigh And I thought I brushed it off quite brashly I introduced myself And she said her name was sky.
A simple Hi and I could tell That her plainness was well seamless And somewhere deep inside She drove a calm and weightless determination
And to what lands her mind would travel I don't know but I was so curious I had to keep on thinking of her floating through the clouds Yeah
I asked her whether she enjoyed being in the air And airily she answered with an accent so careful I could feel each syllable while I love things that seem impossible I love things that seem impossible Well I love things that seem impossible And I love things that seem impossible Yeah
Seem impossible Seem impossible I love things that seem impossible
And to what lands her mind would travel I don't know but I was so curious I had to keep on thinking of her floating through the clouds Yeah