Publisher: UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP.
I like the others believe we were born
To the corner stores, to pick out our potions
There is nothing I can do
I can still taste the last call, I still feel the bar
Where stronger men dared not go
With you on the ground, me in the air
Songwriter: Scott Thomas
I miss you, I miss you
At any cost
To keep from running away
To keep from turning around
As I boarded the flight
I cannot be where the weather is fair
But I miss you, I miss you
There is nothing I can do
I wish I could just turn myself around
Racing the agents, chasing the ancients
There is nothing I can take
Just for tonight it's harder to hear than goodbye
But I miss you, I miss you
Follow my heart back to you on the ground
Where whistling engines drink up restless hearts
To bleed at the borders to sleep with the storm
There is nothing I can do
I know of what I've lost
It's harder to hear than goodbye
There is nothing I can take
And I know just for tonight
As it tore us both away
The plotting of managers in fast open cars
To keep from running away
Just to see what I've lost
To keep from turning around
Follow my heart back to you on the ground
Just to see what I've lost
And I watched you there in the window
I wondered how long you'd stay
Follow my heart back to you on the ground
I wish I could just turn myself around
On this quiet night
Just for tonight it's harder to hear than goodbye
To keep from running away
I still felt your grasp upon me
Waving your arms at the Jumbo
At any cost
There is nothing I can take
I wish I could just turn myself around
I must confess I have laid down