Like a jet, like a train
Like a bird escaping rain
Like a flight attendant boards the plane
She’s all over the map
Like the water, and the earth
Like a world with death and birth
Like a good feeling eventually hurts
If it’s perfect it can’t last
From the fork in the road
To the eventual turn
From the path that feels the warmest
Eventually comes a burn
To the one you hope to know
And from experiences you grew
Take some time to slow
And find out if she’s true
Rush it once, and not again
Slow it down, be a friend
Learn from this, don’t fall behind
Don’t let her be, your thoughts full time
Offer so much, expect so little
Playing your heart strings just like a fiddle
Don’t be the one, who needs the help
Expect nothing less, then what you expect of yourself
Like a jet, like a train
Like a bird escaping rain
Like a flight attendant boards the plane
She’s all over the map.
