b.o.b

I could use a dream, or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
Cuz after all the partying, and the smashing and the crashing,
and all the glitz and the glam, and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time when you fade to the blackness
And when you're staring at that phone in your lap
And you're hoping but them people never call you back
But that's just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel in the sand
What would you wish for if you had one chance?
So airplane, airplane, sorry I'm late
I'm on my way so don't close that gate
If I don't make that then I'll switch my flight and I'll be right back at it by the end of the night
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now, a wish right now, a wish right now.
(airplanes-B.O.B)