Leaving

Brother said he saw you flying on a paper plane

Right before you vanished in the clouds

It seems you finally made it past the things stuck in your way

Your mom and daddy must be pretty proud

I can't recall the last you called or tried to get in touch

But I suppose you don't have much spare time

Cause you're running races reading faces dreaming of wide open spaces

Up there on the continent divide

But sometimes leaving is the only way to love someone

Sometimes leaving is the only way to love