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