Plane

When I was six years old, my daddy

Packed his bags and said, "I'm gone"

But he never left, just took his bags

Outside and mowed the lawn

And I understand it now

Sometimes you're just too overwhelmed to fight

And leaving was the best thing for his broken heart

But best ain't always right

It's not what you got

Or what you think you'll get

It's what you've got left

I put her on a plane, told her that

"I'll be here when you land"

I watched her fly away and knew

I'd never see her face again

I understand it now

I swear she almost said it with her eyes

Our love was all too real

But just because it's real don't make it right

It's not what you got

Or what you think you'll get

It's what you've got left

I read a lot of books about a man that no one's ever seen

I talk to him at night, sometimes I wish he'd stop and talk to me

And I'll never understand, though smarter people say one day I might

But just because I think I'm wrong about him doesn't make me right

It's not what you got

Or what you think you'll get

It's what you've got left