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 the 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
And you see it there
On display in lights
The final point of no return
Taking us there from here

And we can fly from here
And we can fly 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 disbelieve

Along the edge of this airfield
The old prop-shaft airliners stand
Altimeters reading zero
Formless memories lingering
Lingering, lingering, lingering

And we can fly from here
Into a sky so clear
Look back, we'll dry the tears
For those once held so dear
And we can fly from here
        We can fly
And we can fly from here
        We can fly
And we can fly from here
        We can fly
And we can fly from here
Always understanding that we can fly

Every day that you waste
Is one more that you've lost
On display in lights
A final point of no return

Every day that you waste
Is one more that you've lost
On display in lights
A final point of no return