For argument's sake let's pretend we could stop arguing Over which of us is wrong and why it isn't you We're barely awake before your head's up in the clouds again There's nothing you like more than having nothing much to do Stood akimbo Staring out the window at the sky All afternoon you've been buried in a biography Of an aviatrix lost at sea, never to be found Holed up in your room, holding out for an apology But gravity will get to you eventually You'll come down from upstairs again With all those model aeroplanes And the novelty wore off When the pilots still wore goggles But your eyes look skywards And your mind still boggles I'm going grey but you look younger than a year ago When you put your hair in pigtails and you put your hand in mine We'll be OK - I'm happy when you're here But oh, your smile can seem as far away as once upon a time You can't help it Hopelessly nostalgic A passing interest in the past But I think it's going to last a little longer I'll hold on to your hand as tightly as I can But modelling glue is stronger The novelty wore off When the pilots still wore goggles But your eyes look skywards And your mind still boggles Through frequent flyers' disappointments and disasters The golden age of aviation never lost its lustre