When My Plane Finally Goes Down - Mark Eitzel

When my plane finally goes down

I hope it falls into the sea

And then the freezing clean water it will

Wash away whatever’s left of me

These sweet breezes blowing here

Roosevelt Hotel, Hollywood, USA

Could dissolve the tissue paper around my heart

Spring the trap door and watch it fall away

And your love is all I have to take with me

And your love is all I’ll have to take with me

When my plane finally goes down

I hope it falls into the sea

And then the cold and the hard love of the tides

Finally make sense to me

And your love is all I’ll have to take with me

And your love is all I’ll have to take with me

And your love and your love