Outside a moving jet

All the work behind me
Surrounded with my favourite company
Outside drinking coffee
Talking and we all agree

Don’t know why I’m not glad
Something wrong inside my head
Almost close to sad
Feels like I’m outside a moving jet
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on

Prisoned in my head
I’m not running into you
Feels like I’m out of time
So I go back and work some more
Hold on, you’re gone
Hold on, you’re gone

My hair is now all wet
Smoking my last cigarette
Tomorrow coffee in my vain
And in my brain a stain
Won’t brake away the pain
Go on go on go on
Until until you’re gone
Go on go on go on
Until until you’re gone

Prisoned in my head
I’m not running into you
Feels like I’m out of time
So I go back and work some more
Hold on, you’re gone
Hold on, you’re gone