I can’t go to the airport any more br Not for goodbyes anyway br Robotically you go through the motions br At check-in fussing over luggage tags br And same thing in departures br But instead with magazines br Then comes that uncomfortable silence br When it hurts too much to speak br And the pain seizes you br Like a thump in the stomach br That’s when all I want to do is hold her br And never let go br Why must I let her go? br I don’t know br But I do br She has to go br And I will br Kiss her goodbye br Wave and smile br But all the while br I cry.