Letra de Panama
I was on a plane to Panama

And a fly landed on her thigh

And though I brushed it off quite brashly

I introduced myself

And she said her name was Sky



A simple 'Hi' and I could tell

That her plainness was well seamless

And somewhere deep inside

She drove a common weightless determination, yeah



And to what lands her mind would travel

I don't know but I was so curious

I had to keep on thinking of her floating through the clouds



I asked her whether she enjoyed being in the air

And airily she answered with an accent so careful I could feel each syllable

'I love things that seem Impossible..."