Is there nowhere to go?

I will keep all my things
In Ziploc bags
And suitcases
So I won't have to believe
I'm staying here.

I'm told to think of
An open space.
I see a field and hills
That grow larger
Every time I look up
To see the sky.
What color? I can't tell, really.
Does this mean I'm stuck?
Please don't tell me
I'm staying here.

I want to live on an airplane,
Though I don't have much to offer,
I would leave for Utah
With you.
Just so you could see her.
And I could travel with you.
I want to see you smile.
Don't let me believe
I'm staying here.

Tell me when you want to leave.
I'll keep all my things in
Ziploc bags and suitcases
Taking up as little space as possible
So I don't have to believe
I'm staying here.