Time to fly…a song

HANDS ON THE CLOCK

 

By the time you read this letter

I’ll be in Mobile

On a flight headed for the west coast

We tried to make it work…no deal

And in my fondest memory

Is the vision of your smile

That’s what I will miss the most

Every passing mile

 

When you see a plane in the sky

Will you think of me…

The fragrance of a passerby

Will you turn to see…

And at the end of the day

It didn’t matter much anyway, ay, ay…

Hands on the clock just keep on ticking by…

Someday you’ll understand and then you’ll fly

 

They were so in love one time

Many years ago

But life it just crept right on by

And the next thing that you know

Kids are all grown up and gone

Now there’s loneliness at home

And the one thing she thought she’d never do

Sent her flying off alone

 

When you see a plane in the sky

Will you think of me…

The fragrance of a passerby

Will you turn to see…

And at the end of the day

It didn’t matter much anyway, ay, ay…

Hands on the clock just keep on ticking by…

Someday you’ll understand and then you’ll fly

 

Life is short enough

So, make sure that it matters

If you don’t find a love

Then you should just move on

And when it gets too loud inside

Then sweep away the tatters

Buy a ticket for an airplane

Into the great beyond

 

When you see a plane in the sky

Will you think of me…

The fragrance of a passerby

Will you turn to see…

And at the end of the day

It didn’t matter much anyway, ay, ay…

Hands on the clock just keep on ticking by…

Someday you’ll understand and then you’ll fly

 

By the time you read this letter

I’ll be in Mobile……….

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

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