Lyrics

The morning shines through your window
You pretend to sleep because of the things we said
But my truck is packed and runnning
A gentle goodbye kiss as the shines falls about your head

But I need to fly
And you know, I'm no good at goodbyes
You turn and sigh,
Man, you'd make a river cry

Each time you think it might be different
Will I finally junp off that wandering train?
But my last stop is just a new beginning
And a guilty morning kiss, well, that won't ease the pain

But I need to fly
And you know I'm no good at goodbyes
You turn and sigh,
Man, you'd make a river cry

You turn and sigh,
Man, you'd make a river cry

But I need to fly
And you know I'm no good at goodbyes
You turn and sigh,
Man, you'd make a river cry