Andrew Peterson – The Thing About Airplanes (Guitar)

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I left on a jetplane for faraway lands

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My expectations are much less than grand

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'Cause I'm sitting here next to this overdressed man

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And I only want you next to me

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Well you know I love flying, especially at night

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And I asked for the window, but I got the isle

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And I'm grumbling next to this overdressed guy

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And I only want you next to me

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Yes I only want you next to me

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Now this highroad I've taken, this distance that kills

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Would be easier traveled if not for the guilt

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'Cause it ain't circumstances that drove us to this

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No I chose to be flying away

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But that really don't matter that much I suppose

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In light of the distance between us that grows

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'Cause I'm here and you're there now and all that I know

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Is I don't want to be on this plane

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No I don't want to be on this plane

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Now these clouds appear solid, but the plane barrels through

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An illusion of substance without any truth

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So I'll rest on your wings Lord and savor the view

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And I won't let my fear in the way

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And I'll try to consider it joy while I'm here

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'Cause I read that I'm blessed if I persevere

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God fashions a crown from the pain and the tears

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And he carries us all of the way

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Oh, yes he carries me all of the way

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Now the thing about airplanes I notice this time

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Is you can't look ahead and you can't look behind

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But you can see where you are when you look out the side

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You can try to recover some peace

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And these thundering mountains all cottony white

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The works of my maker I'm flying beside

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But I can't hardly see past this overdressed guy

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Oh, I only want you next to me

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So Jamie I only want you next to me