I’ll Be Your Sky

January 23, 1977  (I was 32)

         I’ll Be Your Sky  -song

Airplane lover workin’ under cover

Fanjet sucking up the air

Roar so load, head in a cloud

Won’t take long to get there        

You can drop your flaps

You can raise your gear

Pull back the stick and fly

I’ll be your sky

I’ll be your sky

I’ll be your sky

Traffic stacked up, flights are backed up

Wheel me down your runway

Standing-by’s so hard I’ll cry

and we could travel the fun way

So drop down your flaps

and raise up your gear

Pull back the stick and fly

I’ll be your sky

I’ll be your sky

I’ll be your sky

The air’s so blue at high altitude                 

Don’t think I’ll ever touch down

Kiss on the mouth then fly south

Off to get a sunburn

You can drop your flaps

You can raise your gear

Pull back the stick and fly

I’ll be your sky

I’ll be your sky

I’ll be your sky