Texty: Owl City. Of June. The Airway.

When I am fast asleep, I dream
And see you floating high above me
And I awake at dawn
Before the rays of morning paint the front lawn

From on the bedroom floor
I watch you sailing far above the seashore
In deep Atlantic skies
You float as I look aft to watch the moon rise

Above the avenue
I search among the clouds, trying to see you
But you are just a blur
In the sky when you parachute over the harbor

I can see you above with the ocean around me
If I could only stay overhead in the airway
You sail through endless sky
With the evening around you
When I'm out on the bay, you're aloft in the airway

When I'm alone at night
I dream you paint the stars against the twilight
Suspended in the air
I wish your silhouette would always stay there

When I am on the beach
I watch you held aloft way out of my reach
But I cannot take flight
Or float upon the air the way that you might

When I am in the sea
You gaze down from the sky, trying to see me
But I am just a blur
Through the waves as I scuba dive below the harbor

The airway
You and I in the airway
Aloft in the airway
In love on the airway