Up In the Air

a quiet town approaching
fields give way to house and street
behind a tree she hesitates
observes and waits
and hopes their eyes will meet

through leaves now through a clearing
beckoning with mournful eyes
a weary lonesome traveler
looks back at her
and is taken by surprise

chorus:
seldom has the sun
shined upon me brighter than today
will not anyone
come and carry me away

not given much to selling
more likely prone to shed a tear
a silent plea to be brought down
led into town
and promptly disappear

so where will we go
everything will change
to be no more paralyzed
it will be so strange
I am not afraid to rearrange

chorus