I lost my way on a trip meant for two We left our hearts in a suitcase unused High above Chicago I'll be home tomorrow ♪ Flight patterns fight against the weight of our world I keep rehearsing these lines When we meet face to face Will it all fall away? ♪ First steps and first words While I was away Always believed that they'd get you to stay I was in Chicago, you were gone tomorrow Flight patterns fight against the weight of our world I keep rehearsing these lines When we meet face to face Will it all fall away? ♪ Flight patterns fight against the weight of our world I keep rehearsing these lines When we meet face to face Will it all fall away?