This never ending song, is scratching Scratching my brain Like a vinyl in desire This never ending thought Is coming and is gone It's traveling on a plane on my way And in a highway too, as if I speak for you and I say That you did those things I did in the past, it's true And in a highway too in a truck I do Keep your stuff in my pocket Just like I did with the days we flew This never ending thought Is coming and is gone It's traveling On a plane on my way This never ending song Is coming and is gone It's traveling On a plane on my way Gone, play on Gone, play on, oh Gone play on... gone play on Gone, play on Gone, play on, oh Gone, play on... gone play on