Brandtson Some Kind Of Jet Pilot Lyrics

Some Kind Of Jet Pilot Lyrics

sleepy eyed and bed headed.

nine a.m. traffic jam and i'm late for work
again.

there are planes overhead and people going places.

and i'm
dreaming i'm on my way with them.

i just want to be driving through.

i got my sunglasses and the radio on.

i'm feeling good.

just
like i could roll up my sleeves and take on the world.

but if this city
had its way.

it would swallow me whole.

i won't let it swallow
me.

i just want to be driving through the night to be with you.

or
maybe on my way to new york.

or toward the western sky.

i don't
really care.

i'd just drive