I fell in love with a stewardess up in the air
I know I shouldn’t be doing this but I don’t care
As soon as we’re back to the usual mix it’s clear
I can hope, you can wish, but we gon’ switch gears
Mr. Right right now, now that ain’t fair
Fly by night type: pow, farewell, take care..
Upstairs neighbor, now and then braids hair
On occasion as a favor on the spot right there
In her living room, sittin’
Said honestly she’s got a thing for musicians
No kidding? Like I didn’t notice you listen extra close
But this ain’t too different from me and other folks
To myself thinkin’, “this I already know
Been there before so this is how it’s gonna go” :
Comfortable, vulnerable, fragile and unaware
She sees wings on my back that ain’t really there
Looks like a jackpot ’cause good men are rare
Mirage popped up, she saw love in the air
And now I, myself, understand these basics
At times like this we forget patience
Pony tail out ’cause she let down her pretty hair
Daydreamin where we could be in a year
My guess? Without handling with care?
Damsel in distress, mistress in despair…
(dedicated to the stewardess on the flight
from NYC to LA who never called…lucky us!)

Leo Coltrane
Leo Coltrane’s most recent music is a saga of travels, love found and lost, of appreciations and apologies. The result is a musically rich mix of seasoned hip hop stories layered with instruments and harmonies.