Runway Four, Flight 209
Teardrop falls, we start to climb
This window seat proved a poor choice
It shows the dream that's been destroyed
A little baby starts to cry
Hey, I would too, if not for pride
I owe so much to pride, it's true
It brought an end to me and you
Chorus:
But if I could, I'd turn around
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Set my feet back on the ground
'Cause all this plane ride holds for me
Is a thousand miles of misery
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I hear the engines, watch the clouds
The whole damn world looks distant now
But I can't seem to put no space
Between my cold heart and your sweet face
Across the aisle they're holding hands
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Revealing brand new wedding bands
But our sweet gold, it's gone to rust
Now my life has turned to dust
Chorus:
But if I could, I'd turn around
Set my feet back on the ground
'Cause all this plane ride holds for me
Is a thousand miles of misery
All this plane ride holds for me
Is a thousand miles of misery...
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