Along the edge of this airfield The old prop-shaft airliners stand Altimeters reading zero Formless memories lingering Nights are cold on this airfield I sit alone and watch the radar Locked on the wavelength, caught in the beam Falling slowly into the screen Every day that you wait Is one more that you've lost When you wake up I see you there On display Lights the final point of no return Taking us there from here And we can fly from here (we can fly) And we can fly from here (we can fly) And we can fly from here (we can fly) Into a sky that's clearing Look back we'll dry the tears For those once held so nearly And love will never disappear Along the edge of this airfield The old prop-shaft airliners stand Altimeters reading zero Formless memories lingering Lingering, lingering, lingering And we can fly from here Into a sky so clearly Look back, we'll dry the tears For those once held so nearly And we can fly from here (we can fly) And we can fly from here (we can fly) And we can fly from here (we can fly) And we can fly from here (we can fly) And we can fly from here On the understanding that we can fly Everyday that you waste Is one more that you've lost On display That's a final point of no return Everyday that you waste Is one more that you've lost On display That's a final point of no return