1000 Miles

Dwight Yoakam

 Runway 4, Flight 209
teardrops fall we start to  climb
this window seat proved a poor  choice
it shows a dream that`s been  destroyed

 Little baby starts to cry
hey, I would too if not for  pride
oh, so much...pride it`s  true
it brought an end to me and  you

CHORUS
If I could I turn  around
set my feet back on the  ground
all this plane ride holds for  me
 is a 1000 miles of  misery

Instrumental Break....

 I hear the engines, watch the clouds
the whole damn world looks distant  now
but I can`t seem to put no  space
 in my cold heart and your sweet  face

 Cross the aisle they`re holdin` hands
feelin` brand new wedding  bands
but our sweet gold it`s gone to  rust
 now my life has turned to  dust

CHORUS

 All this plane ride holds for  me
 is a 1000 miles of  misery