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