She pours herself another glass of wine
Tells herself yet another time she's fine
But earlier today she lost an hour
A gaping hole just like
Inside her
Inside her

Whenever a plane is passing by
Or migrating birds fill up the sky
Something is stirring deep inside
She doesn't know why but
Softly she cries
Softly she cries

She wears that smile another day in life
For all we know another perfect wife
But sometimes she's just gazing into nowhere
An empty face just like
She's not there
She's not there

Whenever a plane is passing by
Or migrating birds fill up the sky
Something is aching deep inside
She doesn't know why but
Softly she cries
Softly she cries

Somewhere inside her there's a child
Longing to break away and fly
But she is just letting life past by

Whenever a plane is passing by
Or migrating birds fill up the sky
Something is broken deep inside
She doesn't know why but
She starts to cry
She starts to cry
Softly she cries
She starts to cry