Got my ticket Scribbled note Seated on this plane Fist on dollars Wine in throat Nothing feels the same But don’t grieve for me Don’t grieve for me Don’t grieve for me now
Got my bruises Blue meets black Fresh but unseen wounds Got my heartache I can’t turn back Running forward soothes But don’t weep for me Don’t weep for me Don’t weep for me now It’s only love …
Got my suitcase An empty plate Seated on this plane