High Above Chicago 가사

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 ‘gainst 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 ‘gainst the weight of our world I keep rehearsing these lines When we meet face to face Will it all fall away?