I dropped you off at the station
You traced goodbye on the window
I waved and I chased after you
With no hope of ever catching up

And now I'm waiting for a train home and a phone call
To let me know that you're home safe and sound…

Tears on my fingertips
Smiles resting on my lips
Your sweater warm at night
Memories of lonely flights
Your towel hanging by the door
Emptiness on the floor
I know I'll see you in time…
…Until then I have things
Those things you've left behind

So now I'm searching for familiar stars
Gazing out the window
Hoping that maybe you, too are seeing that
Same patch of sky

And now I'm waiting for the sunset, straining west
To try to find home in the distance

Chorus

And now I'm waiting for a plane home and a phone call
To let me know that I'm home safe and sound…