I’m up in the air, Choices drifting by me everywhere. And I can’t find the one That would help me do the work I’ve left undone, ‘Cause I’m up in the air.
I’m making some plans, Finding out there’s always new demands. And I can’t be precise; When people ask me what I’m doing with my life, I say, “It’s up in the air.”
I’m hearing from friends. It’s that tired, old advice again: “You just cannot keep floating all around. Oh, you got to get your feet back on the ground.” But it’s hard to come down When you’re up in the air.
I’m traveling in my car, Always lost, though I don’t go that far. I find that I can live most anywhere. Everyone I meet has so much they can share. But I don’t settle down, ‘Cause I’m up in the air.
I’m thinking of my past, The comfort in my home that couldn’t last. Now my family tells me work for your success, And they want to see me find some happiness. But I’m not sure where that is, ‘Cause I’m up in the air.
I’m talking with my peers, Listening to them tell their inner fears. Some have lives that haven’t gone the way they planned, And some are trapped in situations they can’t stand. But I don’t want the same for me, So I stay up in the air.
I’m out in the woods; Something here does my heart so good. I breathe the air, and I know that I’m alive. And I stare at all the birds as they fly by. I guess it all comes down to them, ‘Cause they’re up in the air…