Staring out an airport window
On a morning hard as stone
Watching a big
delta bird
Taxi through the dawn
A lonely chill sweeps over me
As that smoking line replies
You were right from your side And I was left for mine
Now you're gone,
you're flying high above the clouds
And I must walk my tears through this
faceless crowd
In the goodbye
atmosphere I can hear a thousand times
You were right from your side
And I was left for mine
We were a slave to freedom,
to the highway
and the song
Now my idea of
freedom
was wanting to belong I was looking for a star and a lord
A love of life You were right from your side
And I was left for mine Now you're gone,
you're flying high above
And then
the goodbye
atmosphere I can hear a
thousand times
You were right from your side And I was left for mine
You were right from your side
And I was left behind