Hazy Days - Mick Ronson

Been changing thoughts but it’s too late

My flight has just been called

Check my bags now, I’m up and leaving

Wonder if you think of me at all

And now that I am off the ground

My mind just won’t be still

Thoughts of you make my head feel hazy

Crazy, hazy, lovely smiles of you

Flying high, takes so long

High in the sky, oh I wish you’d come along

Coming down, falling fast

What will you do now when you find I’m in the past?

I’m sorry that I left this way

I simply couldn’t stay

Your ideals always drive me crazy

Hazy, crazy, lazy points of view

Flying high, takes so long

High in the sky, oh I wish you’d come along

Coming down, falling fast

What will you do now when you find I’m in the past?