He Flies a Jet-Britta Persson

He Flies a Jet - Britta Persson Pilot, pilot put me down gently It’s important I make it back in one piece I might have told you differently Last time you were taking me Circumstances are new And just like you he flies a jet The Atlantic Ocean comes in black with a history Traveling in slow-motion watching film on tiny screens The plot does not catch my interest like reality And there’s no trace of my indifference to what is going to be Pilot, pilot look at me I got some place I need to be Think big – this might be it Straight ahead a few more hours All of your horsepower struggling to take me to him My private pilot he flies a jet The Atlantic Ocean comes in black with a history Traveling in slow-motion watching film on tiny screens The plot does not catch my interest like reality does And there’s no trace of my indifference to what is going to be