Lyrics:
I cannot be where the weather is fairWith you on the ground - me in the airWhere whistling engines drink up restless heartsI can still taste the last call - I still feel the barThe plotting of managers in fast open carsRacing the agents - chasing the ancients To the corner stores - to pick out our potionsI, like the others, believe we were bornTo bleed at the borders to sleep with the stormI must confess I have laid down Where stronger men dared not goBut I miss you - I miss youThere is nothing I can takeThere is nothing I can do To keep from running awayI know of what I've lostOn this quiet nightI still felt your grasp upon me As I boarded the flightAnd I watched you there in the windowI wondered how long you'd stayWaving your arms at the jumbo As it tore us both awayI wish I could just turn myself aroundFollow my heart back to you on the ground But I know just for tonight Is harder to hear than goodbyeBut I miss you - I miss youThere is nothing I can takeThere is nothing I can doTo keep from running awayAt any cost To keep from turning around Just to see what I've lost