Brisa Roché - Airplane lyrics

Airplane pushes up through clouds Through violet sinking sun Pushing up through rose my love Held on me like a gun They put me in the sky It's for my guy, it's for my guy This penitence of flight This contraband and sigh Now I run from silver plane Runnin' from my lover's aim They'll try now to lock me down In this sunset gown They put me in the sky It's for my guy, it's for my guy This penitence of flight This contraband and sigh Here I lie Here I lie Here I lie