Lyrics:

Starin' out an airport window on a morning hard as stone
Watchin' a big Delta Bird taxi through the dawn
A lonely chill sweeps over me as that smokin' liner climbs
You were right from your side I was left from mine
Now you're gone you're flying high above the clouds
And I must walk my tears through this faceless crowd
And in the goodbye atmosphere I can hear a thousand times
You were right from your side I was left from mine
You were a slave to freedom to the highway and the song
My idea of freedom boy was wanting to belong
I was looking for a story Lord not just some old line
You were right from your side I was left from mine
Now you're gone you're flying high...
Oh yes you were right from your side I was left from mine