Letras
Along the edge of this airfield
The old propshaft airliners stand
Altimeters reading zero
Formless memories lingering
Nights are cold on this airfield
I sit alone, watch the radar
Locked on a wavelength, caught in a beam
Falling slowly into the screen
Every day that you waste is one more that you've lost
When you wake up, I see you there
On this plain lies the final point of no return
Taking a step from here
And we can fly from here
And we can fly from here
And we can fly from here
Into a sky so clearly
Look back, we'll dry the tears
For those once held so nearly
In love we'll never disappear
Along the edge of this airfield
The old propshaft airliners stand
Altimeters reading zero
Formless memories lingering, lingering, lingering, lingering
And we can fly from here
Into a sky so clearly
Look back, we'll dry the tears
For those once held so nearly
In love we'll never disappear
We can fly, we can fly
We can fly
Only understanding that we can fly