Never Again ©1996 Richard March Kid was throwin’ popcorn. Hit his head like rain As he sat there sleepin’... waitin’ for a plane She was flippin’ pages, in her diary Only half way sleepin’... caught up in a dream He was leavin’, lookin’ for some answers and a better look inside She was tired of fakin’ it and takin’ a back seat in the ride... swallowing her pride “Never again” When they finally boarded. Found their seats inside She was window four... He was aisle five Thought the plane was leavin’ when the pilot said “we’re the last in line with three more planes ahead” They were both so ready just to walk away and leave their life alone Tired of the faces and the places that they had long called home He was goin’ crazy, busy tryin’ to prove what can't be proved Swore she’d never listen to another who preached a perfect truth She left that in her youth Somewhere deep inside she felt a bitter wall crack She said “hello” and looked away, holding any feeling back Somewhere deep inside he wished he easily cried He said “hello” and looked away, and then he wondered why When the stewardess caught his eye “Care for a drink?” Said her folks were hippies. Now her mom wears suits Watched ‘em buy a dream and put away the truth With his expectations... underlying fears Climb the highest mountain, then decide he’s scared Somewhere over Lincoln he was thinkin’, as he was watching her sleeping there Could he let go long enough to let someone else inside and care? Somewhere over Akron he had fallen off, and she had watched him go Had it been a year or maybe more since she held somebody close? The fire's dyin’ slow So it wasn’t perfect it was better than pride Just enough to keep each other warm And remember they’re alive He woke up and she was puttin’ on her blue jeans “I gotta meet someone at eight. I ain’t tryin’ to be mean.” He said, “It’s cool,” and then he kissed her goodbye She handed him a number and she said “If you wanna spend some time... that would be alright... thanks for the flight”.