High Above Chicago

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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?

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