if you packed a bag for the rest of your life
would you take that paper airplane if you knew it might not fly
would you take your mother's gravestone and your father's sorry life
would you take your music player if the batteries might die one night
would you take the moon if you'd never see the light
would you take your brother's smile if you knew that it might cry sometimes
tonight you'll see
the things that mean most are painted in uncertainty
and they go away
and you will never see it coming, no
and you will never see it coming
when they go away
and you will never see it coming, no
you will never see it
if you packed a bag for the rest of your life
and you had to choose between your sound and your sight
would you take the wind would you take a falling star
or take that which you think you are
trade it all for one more bag
turn your back, run away
tonight you'll see
the things that mean most are painted in uncertainty
and they go away
and you will never see it coming, no
and you will never see it coming
when they go away
and you will never see it coming, no
you will never see it
go away
you will never see it coming, no
you will never see it coming
when they go away
you will never see it coming, no
you will never see it, you'll never see it
they go away
you will never see it coming, no
you will never see it, you'll never see it
they go away