Fly from Here Pt. II - Sad Night at the Airfield Yes

There are no ground staff in the empty corridors
There's no one sleeping
No one awake
I'd start an engine in the night if only just to break the silence
That last intake
Of air
That clouds in the night as we breathe
Too late
For even the night planes to leave

We can wait for dawn
To carry on
Then we can fly from here

I want to be the one who always gives you shelter
Finds a way to
Keep you warm
I want to be the one
Who's always there beside you
But we both must
Face the dawn
Alone

So cruel like the world that we leave
Too late
For even the night planes to leave