When Love Leaves - Charles Esten

Find myself sitting

In my front seat

I’m home, but don’t recall the ride

I sit a little longer

Then I grab my keys

Climb out, I guess I’ll go inside

First you’re flying

Then you’re falling down

You’re soaring through the sky

Then you’re crawling on the ground

And in the end you’ll find

By some cruel design

That you can’t have the only thing you need

When love leaves

When love leaves

2 in the morning

Can’t fall asleep

I pull your pillow to my nose

I guess this is how it goes

First you’re flying

Then you’re falling down

You’re soaring through the sky

Then you’re crawling on the ground

And in the end you’ll find

By some cruel design

That you can’t have the only thing you need

When love leaves

When love leaves

First you’re flying

Then you’re falling down

You’re soaring through the sky

You’re in pieces on the ground

And in the end you’ll find

By some cruel design

That you can’t have the only thing you need

There’s nothing left behind

When love leaves

When love leaves