She pours herself another glass of wine Tells herself yet another time she's fine But earlier today she lost an hour A gaping hole just like Inside her Inside her
Whenever a plane is passing by Or migrating birds fill up the sky Something is stirring deep inside She doesn't know why but Softly she cries Softly she cries
She wears that smile another day in life For all we know another perfect wife But sometimes she's just gazing into nowhere An empty face just like She's not there She's not there
Whenever a plane is passing by Or migrating birds fill up the sky Something is aching deep inside She doesn't know why but Softly she cries Softly she cries
Somewhere inside her there's a child Longing to break away and fly But she is just letting life pass by
Whenever a plane is passing by Or migrating birds fill up the sky Something is breaking deep inside She doesn't know why but She starts to cry She starts to cry Softly she cries She starts to cry