Red Sweater Surprise

Rolling suitcases humming on the floor

Rain is beating down outside the sliding door

I was running from a love I held too tight Waiting at

Gate 9 in the heavy night Across the row he sat so

still and small

A faded red sweater,

staring at the wall

(humm) The speaker crackled with another long delay

He bought two coffees,

and he looked my way

He said, "Twelve long years of silence on the line

I'm going to see my daughter,

hope I'm doing fine" And I confessed my fears of starting brand

new

How the hardest part is what we didn't do

We met at Gate 9,

under yellow airport lights

Two heavy hearts

in the middle of our flights

We found our courage in the words we had to say

Before the morning chased the dark away (oh-oh-oh) We boarded our planes,

didn't even ask for names But the spark we left behind

became a steady flame

Years went by, and on a screen I saw his face Standing

at a wedding in that same warm red embrace He made it

to his daughter,

I made it to my soul (ahhh) We met at Gate 9,

under yellow airport lights

Two heavy hearts

in the middle of our flights

We found our courage in the words we had to say

Before the morning chased the dark away (yeah-yeah)

Now I watch the airplane rise into the golden sun

My new life is starting,

and it's only just begun

Not running anymore,

just moving along (humm)