Always hoped you’d be there…
Figured that you cared
Enough to be around
To see me in the end.
Like Dorothy’s ruby slippers
Or air without a song
I found that getting home
Was up to me all along. I found my wings without you.
Took a jump…and took flight.
I found the air I needed
To get pushed out of sight… The cliffs look scary
From their own ledge
You have to get above
Flying, soaring dove…. Always figured I’d see you…
Thought you’d be around
Didn’t think you were
Running around town. Turns out I didn’t need you
Like Dorothy’ ruby slippers
Or air without a song
I found that getting home
Was up to me all along. I found my wings without you.
Slipped out along the sky.
Never wondered where or why.
The sky, it is so blue…