Runway 4 flight 209, teardrop falls we start to climb
This window seat proved a poor choice,
It shows a dream that's been destroyed
Little baby starts to cry
Hey I would too if not for pride
I owe so much to pride, it's true
It brought an end to me and you
If I could I'd turn around
Set my feet back on the ground
Cause all this plane ride holds for me
Is a 1000 miles of misery
I hear the engines, watch the clouds
The whole damn world looks distant now
I can't seem to put no space
Between my cold heart and your sweet face
Across the aisle they're holding hands
Revealing brand new wedding bands
Our sweet gold has gone to rust
Now my life has turned to dust
Repeat Chorus:
All this plane ride holds for me
Is a 1000 miles of misery