Puffs of white cotton passing the window   Everyone talking, oh, so very loud   And captain sits and seems to be in a daze   One minute high, the next minute low   Nobody knows where we are   Nobody knows where we are      Cigarettes burning faster and faster   Everyone talking about the everafter   And captain sits and seems to be in a daze   One minute high, the next minute low   Nobody knows where we are   Nobody knows where we are      Nobody will ever know why   Nobody will ever know why      Visions of childhood rush past my eyes   In seat number 30 somebody cries   And captain sits and seems to be in a daze   One minute high, the next minute low      Nobody knows where we are   Nobody knows where we are   Nobody knows where we are   Nobody knows where we are   Nobody knows where we are   Nobody knows where we are   Nobody knows where we are