Текст песни Big Wings - Georgia Stitt feat. Jenn Colella

Twelve miles North of Mississippi
Nothing but cotton and road outside my window
The sun beats down and the air is dry
I think of him as the clouds roll by
And I watch the airplanes overhead
And my soul feels dead

Three or four weeks between each visit
A phone call each mornin' sayin', "Hon, it won't be that long"
I try to fake that I'm strong and tough
But I can't get to him soon enough
And again those airplanes zoom right by
But where the hell am I?

Big wings take me to where he is
I don't want to wait around anymore
Lift me up from this broken place into the sky
I wanna fly

All I ever wanted was to keep moving
All I feel right now is trapped
Just beyond those clouds the light is improving
Stuck beneath this sky my spirit is sacked
I don't think it matters how this stagnant cycle shatters
But I can't just sit here staring at these walls
Adventure calls!
Adventure calls!

So, no more waiting for the weekend
I've packed my bags and I'm leaving nothing behind
I can love his town, I can love his scene, and I might love him
But I'll mostly love the change of routine

So, big wings take me to where he is
I don't want to wait around anymore
Lift me up from this broken place into the sky
Let me soar
Let me fly!