Fly

Fly

© 2013 Chelsey Sears

He met me at the door, with a list a mile long

It’s full of “honey do”s, and “honey don’t”s

Yeah I’m always wrong, he’s always right

 That’s his idea of compromise

I’m thinkin’ I’ve about had enough

I don’t know what this is, but it ain’t love

So come on, Baby light the fuse

Then step back and turn me loose

Three, two, one, here comes your good-bye

Oh honey, just like that

I’ll just be a set of tire tracks

At the end of your drive

Yeah, now you can watch me fly

Thought we were okay, yeah I admit

I never dreamt we, would come to this

But looking back, I’m startin’ to realize

That this is a blessing in disguise

So come on, Baby light the fuse

Then step back and turn me loose

Three, two, one, here comes your good-bye

Oh honey, just like that

I’ll just be a set of tire tracks

At the end of your drive

Yeah, now you can watch me fly

So take your freedom, I’ll take mine

And we’ll see who’s lonely tonight

Come on, Baby light the fuse

Then step back and turn me loose

Three, two, one, here comes your good-bye

Oh honey, just like that

I’ll just be a set of tire tracks

At the end of your drive

Yeah, now you can watch me fly

I’m gonna fly

Oh baby here comes your good-bye

Yeah, now you can watch me fly

So come on, baby light the fuse

Then step back and turn me loose