I was in a plane to Panama

And a fly landed on her thigh

And I thought 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 calm and weightless determination



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 Yeah



I asked her wether she enjoyed being in the air

And airily she answered with an accent so careful

I could feel each syllable while

I love things that seem impossible

I love things that seem impossible

Well I love things that seem impossible 

And I love things that seem impossible Yeah



Bridge

Seem impossible

Seem impossible

I love things that seem impossible



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 Yeah