Jack and Katie stood by Gate 37 at the Denver...
"Well I'm sorry sir, but you can't fly to...

You moved away
Made things hard for us...

You kid and you joke
You say that you want me...

Nothing ever turns out like you hope it will
There’s always that little twist...

Lie to me
Tell me I meant nothing to you...

Could you do this for me?
If I asked you to close your eyes...

If I died tonight
Who would cry for me...

I’m setting myself up
I’m talking to you again...

Nothing's left
Between you and me...

Sometimes you have to fail to succeed
Sometimes you have to give up those you love to...

I felt your hand
It stroked my heart...

You poor old fools
You really believe me...