Lost Suitcase Serenade

Concourse B was spinning,

the baggage claim was slow

I grabbed a dusty leather bag that looked like one I know

But under yellow kitchen lights I unzipped a stranger's life Black-and-white photos

of the shores of Greece and Skye

A notebook of a wanderer,

a camera made of brass Every single landscape that I'd kept behind

the glass Oh, sometimes the wrong departure leads you right

To the boarding pass you needed in the night

An unexpected journey in a heavy leather frame Tracing out the places

we could never name

I called the airline desk,

they gave me his name

We met beside the terminal where all the engines came

He had a quiet shadow from a love he had to lose

He'd been running round the globe to shake away the blues We

sat and drank our coffee as the planes began to rise And

talked of fear and dreaming under gray October skies

Oh, sometimes the wrong departure leads you right

To the boarding pass you needed in the night

An unexpected journey in a heavy leather frame Tracing out the places

we could never name

He looked at me and held two tickets in his hand

Said "unfamiliar cities look much better when they're planned

With someone who can see the world behind the fading scars" And

suddenly the airport roof was full of falling stars (ooh-ooh-ooh) Oh,

sometimes the wrong departure leads you right

To the boarding pass you needed in the night

An unexpected journey in a heavy leather frame Tracing out the places

we could never name

I thought I picked the wrong suitcase from the line

But this journey put me on the path that was always mine

(always mine)