One of two songs about an ex-colleague and friend of mine from back in the day. We had a fine time at Club No Minors. And Marfreless.

My phone has been ringing
Since long before daylight
She lets it ring and holds it tight
She knows the sound of goodbye

She’s heard that sound before
Rain clouds form in her eyes
The sun gets lost in her dark skies
She hangs up the phone and cries

Chorus:
Call me a big jet plane
Call me a fast sailboat
Gliding across somber hues
Like a vapor trail
Or a big white sail
A little white on her blues

I need some good weather
I’m tired of rainy days
Though I’m drawn to her stormy ways
I know I’ll drown if I stay

I’m gonna find the sun
I want to watch it shine
Leave her inclement moods behind
Have myself a real good time

Chorus:
Call me a big jet plane
Call me a fast sailboat
Gliding across somber hues
Like a vapor trail
Or a big white sail
A little white on her blues

Bridge:
It’s rained so much around here
I can’t tell raindrops from tears
They’re all the same to me
That’s why I have to leave

Chorus:
Call me a big jet plane
Call me a fast sailboat
Gliding across somber hues
Like a vapor trail
Or a big white sail
A little white on her blues

© Kent Newsome and Ronnie Jeffrey