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And I was watching you from the observation deck |
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Until your plane became a shiny speck |
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And if I wanted to sentimentalise |
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I'd say the planes drew kisses across the sky |
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So now, you're airborne |
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But I could have sworn |
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That you'd be here forever |
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That wasn't so clever |
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The vapour trail's dissipating fast |
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I guess some things aren't made to last |
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And I might be feeling quite morose |
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But now I'm wondering if we ever got close |
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Your plane keeps shrinking |
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I stand here thinking |
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Just how did |
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I get this far |
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Without guessing what you are? |
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You just packed up all your stuff |
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And said that you'd had enough |
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But, really, you just flew away the moment things here got tough |
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And all the problems we had |
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Didn't really make you that sad |
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You just never worked out how to take the good with the bad |