I'm sorry if I ruined your day,
I really hope that you understand;
I'm a million miles away,
Looking for a place to land.
My father phoned me yesterday,
"Your time has come, well done, my son."
Tried to think of what to say, when words came,
He'd already gone.
I don't know how I got here,
There must be something to it;
I think I need some time alone,
To work my way through it.
The moon is in the sky tonight,
Not very warm but it sheds some light;
Ask me now and I just might,
Let the morning come and tell me if it's right.
I don't know how I got here,
There must be something to it;
I think I need some time alone,
To work my way through it.
Soon initial bliss will pass,
This precious time might be your last;
Like dew upon the morning grass,
Good intentions can vanish with the sun.
I'm sorry if I ruined your day,
I really hope that you understand;
But I'm a million miles away,
Looking for a place to land.
Well, I'm a million miles away,
Looking for a place to land.