#561.3

I smoke a cigarette in the rain As I'm watching the planes leave I wonder if you're looking down I wonder if you can see me So call me after five Tell me that you're fine That you made it through the ride And your next plane is on time So call me after five Tell me that you're alright That you crossed the state line And I will see you again another time So call me after five Tell me that you're fine That you made it through the ride And your next plane is on time So call me after five Tell me that you're alright That you crossed the state line And I will see you again another time