1,000 Miles - Dwight Yoakam

Runway four flight ２ O ９

Teardrop falls we start to climb

This window seat

proved a poor choice

It shows the dream

that's been destroyed

Little baby starts to cry

Hey I would too if not for pride

I owe so much to pride it's true

It brought an end to me and you

But if I could I'd turn around

Set my feet back on the ground

'Cause all this plane ride

holds for me

Is a thousand miles of misery

I hear the engines watch the clouds

The whole damn

world looks distant now

But I can't seem to put no space

Between my cold heart

and your sweet face

Across the aisle they're

holding hands

Revealing brand new

wedding bands

But our sweet gold it's gone to rust

Now my life has turned to dust

But if I could I'd turn around

Set my feet back on the ground

All this plane ride holds for me

Is a thousand miles of misery

All this plane ride holds for me

Is a thousand miles of misery