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