DSM TO DEN
I met you in an airport, at first our flights aligned
Played cribbage in a coffee shop until departure time
One minute in anxiety and the next one spent in awe
I couldn't wait to touch down in Denver, it seemed to take so long
I thought we'd make this airline home until we built our own
Weekend flights and calls at night, let what we started grow
Window seats with perfect views of the miles in between
Dreaming of the days to come, just the doctor and me
We found when we were in the air yours landed before mine
I asked if you would wait for me, you promised that you tried
Everything in transit, I was living in between
You wanted something permanent, but you wouldn't wait for me
I thought we'd make this airline home until we built our own
Weekend flights and calls at night, let what we started grow
Window seats with perfect views of the miles in between
Dreaming of the days to come, just the doctor and me
I booked a flight back home alone, I guess I should have known
Expect an unexpected change when you make an airline home
I see why Andrew sang of airports: there's no answers there
Just passengers and passports going up and down the stairs
I met you in an airport, at first our flights aligned
It took a while to realize we had different landing times
Played cribbage in a coffee shop until departure time
One minute in anxiety and the next one spent in awe
I couldn't wait to touch down in Denver, it seemed to take so long
I thought we'd make this airline home until we built our own
Weekend flights and calls at night, let what we started grow
Window seats with perfect views of the miles in between
Dreaming of the days to come, just the doctor and me
We found when we were in the air yours landed before mine
I asked if you would wait for me, you promised that you tried
Everything in transit, I was living in between
You wanted something permanent, but you wouldn't wait for me
I thought we'd make this airline home until we built our own
Weekend flights and calls at night, let what we started grow
Window seats with perfect views of the miles in between
Dreaming of the days to come, just the doctor and me
I booked a flight back home alone, I guess I should have known
Expect an unexpected change when you make an airline home
I see why Andrew sang of airports: there's no answers there
Just passengers and passports going up and down the stairs
I met you in an airport, at first our flights aligned
It took a while to realize we had different landing times
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Writer(s): Joseph Sorensen
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