Midnight fog rolling over
The Washington bridge
It's like walking on air
But I can barely breathe it in
Looking 'round for the glow of the Holiday Inn
Where we kissed for the first time
But it doesn't exist
Like we did
Like we don't
It's time to go
In my head I am
Back in your lap in your hand-me-down Sedan
Getting caught by the cops
'Cause your windows weren't tinted enough
And we laughed it off
When they said "just don't do it again"
I can hear your little brother
He's too young to know
You aren't coming home for christmas
And he'll grow to hate the snow
Like you did
Or that you lived in secret
He'll lose all his faith
But I know he'll make angels for you and him both
'Til it's time to let go
But somewhere in the black
Few hundred feet in the air
You catch a glimpse of your reflection
And decide to leave it there
He remembers mom and dad
And the swings when he was ten
How he'd jump and stick the landing
"How could this be so different"
But there's no one to stitch him up
To talk him down with surgeon's care
So he steps into the stars
Now his story's charted there
And I'm still trying to find out where