Sky Phenomenon

I'm standing here waiting, for you to come
 in the sky some kind of strange sky phenomenon
 feels strange to have you as a friend
 but I rather be your friend
 than to never see you again
 I'd rather be your friend
 you stare at the sky, colours reflecting in your eye
 could it be, what they call the northern lights
 but here and at this time of year
 it's like someone spilled the beer all over the atmosphere
 it's like someone spilled the beer
 and I called out your name
 like the name of a coming hurricane
 I called out your name
 like you call out when you're in hurting pain
 I called out your name
 but you're a part in a heavenly silver rain
 you and I are not the same
 we are divided by the smoke of an aeroplane
 of an aeroplane
 a flock of birds, in the sky
 flying south they know this place will die
 and I wish they could take me with them
 but I would not be accepted
 cause I can't dance the funky chicken
 I can't dance the funky chicken
 I'm standing here waiting, for you to come
 in the sky some kind of strange sky phenomenon