Albatross - Alela Diane

Riding the blue

Out the window patchwork quilt

How we built, how we moved

From place to place

White lights of the city

And the echo of lingering eyes

Traveling alone

Suitcase of stone

I’d rather be an albatross, flyin' high

Than in the tailwinds

Looking back at what I left behind

Ooh, looking back at what I left behind

Ooh, looking back at what I left behind

Don’t ask me 'bout the places I’ve been

I know a face but can’t remember a name

I can’t remember a name

I can’t remember your name

On the highway all the day long

My destination is a windowless room

Another windowless room

Another windowless room

I’d rather be an albatross, flyin' high

Than in the tailwinds

Looking back at what I left behind

Ooh, looking back at what I left behind

Ooh, looking back at what I left behind

Ooh, looking back at what I left behind