The Getaway

I never really know who you are You could be a ghost for all I know Whenever you're home Picking up pieces of my heart Like leaves that have fallen on our garden path Who's gonna fly your plane When you need to make your getaway? But I'm still holding on Calling you back home, calling you back I never really know who you are You could be a ghost for all I know Whenever you're home Used to be closer than my skin Turned a blind eye to the odds and I bet everything Who's gonna fly your plane When you need to make your getaway? But I'm still holding on Calling you back home, calling you back You hear my flesh and my bones They're calling you back home, they're calling you back This house lives in silence for most of the year You're a million miles away but you couldn't be nearer Please break my heart just so I can feel At least I would have something that I could believe But I'm still holding on Calling you back home, calling you back You hear my flesh and my bones They're calling you back home, they're calling you back --- The Getaway - Athlete