Runway
We drove silently down a road paved in gray
Blind to the brightness of the day
The trees rushed by but we sat still
Your silence was shrill
I reached for your hand so soft
But in the end I always got lost
I've stared at you through sparkles in an old paperweight
Dull sparkles gleaming, a lost hand, searching for a mate
We listened to a sad old song
Sitting still as the world moved along
I stood at a crowded airport and watched you fly away
The runway paved in gray
I lost the only man I will ever really love
Who flew away not on a plane, but on the wings of a dove
To my Dad who I hope someday will understand
That I have never stopped searching for his hand
Blind to the brightness of the day
The trees rushed by but we sat still
Your silence was shrill
I reached for your hand so soft
But in the end I always got lost
I've stared at you through sparkles in an old paperweight
Dull sparkles gleaming, a lost hand, searching for a mate
We listened to a sad old song
Sitting still as the world moved along
I stood at a crowded airport and watched you fly away
The runway paved in gray
I lost the only man I will ever really love
Who flew away not on a plane, but on the wings of a dove
To my Dad who I hope someday will understand
That I have never stopped searching for his hand
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