Your plane is a light going out of my windowThe night took you up and it won't give you backThere's a sky full of miles getting wide between usAnd a phone in my hand and a hole where you satI'll be okay I'll be okay I'll be brave about the darkJust leave me the runway lights just leave me a sparkCall me when you landI don't care what hour I don't care how farJust three little words on the other side of the oceanTo tell me you made it to tell me where you areCall me when you landI'll be awake I'll be holding the lineThe whole world between us but you in my pocketAnd the distance gets smaller every timeCall me when you landI'll track the small plane like a star I can followI'll do the math of your morning and mineI'll keep the light on like a lighthouse for sailorsAnd love you in two zones in front of and behindMiles can't have you miles can't keep youMiles are just the long way back to meCall call call when the wheels touch the groundAnd the whole wide nothing becomes somewhere to beCall me when you landI don't care what hour I don't care how farJust three little words on the other side of the oceanTo tell me you made it to tell me where you areCall me when you landI'll be awake I'll be holding the lineThe whole world between us but you in my pocketAnd the distance gets smaller every timeCall me when you land
