Along the edge of this airfield
The old prop-shaft airliners stand
Altimeters reading zero
Formless memories lingering
Nights are cold on this airfield
I sit alone watching radar
Locked on your wavelength
Caught in the field
Falling slowly into the screen
Every day that you waste is one more that you've lost
When you wake up
I see you here
On display in lights
The final point of no return
Taking us there from here
And we can fly from here
Into a sky so clear
Look back
We'll dry the tears
For those once held so dear
In love we'll never disappear
The old prop-shaft airliners stand
Altimeters reading zero
Formless memories lingering
Nights are cold on this airfield
I sit alone watching radar
Locked on your wavelength
Caught in the field
Falling slowly into the screen
Every day that you waste is one more that you've lost
When you wake up
I see you here
On display in lights
The final point of no return
Taking us there from here
And we can fly from here
Into a sky so clear
Look back
We'll dry the tears
For those once held so dear
In love we'll never disappear