

You found a boarding pass inside a winter coat
With a name of someone you almost were
Standing by a parade float on a quiet side street
Talking 'bout a place you never saw
And the crowd is spilling outward from the arena gates
Into the cold night air,
where the illusion fades
We are the ones who stayed behind Watching the taillights cross the
line
A missed chance in the summer rain
And we will never be the same
Hey! Hey!
We're walking away! Hey!
Hey! Into the gray!
Now we're standing by the concert hall exit sign Underneath the flickering
amber glare
Wondering if we ever really crossed the line Or if we only
wished that we were there
We are the ones who stayed behind Watching the taillights cross the
line
A missed chance in the summer rain
And we will never be the same