I' m looking at your photograph in my armchair
Looking in your paper eye, wishing I was back there
I' ll board a plane, yeah I' ll come flying back
If I come flying down your street, will you hold your arms out to catch?
Oh girl you make it look easy
Doing nothing
Just standing on the balcony
Holding the universe together

And how right the light, how simple the morning air
How when morning comes and you' re lying there
I' ll board a star, yeah I' ll come burning back
If I come in such a flash, will you hold your arms out to catch?
Oh honey you make it look easy
Doing nothing
Just standing on the balcony
Holding the universe together