Plane

When I was six years old, my daddy packed his bags and said, "I'm gone" But he never left, just took his bags outside and mowed the lawn And I understand it now Sometimes you're just too overwhelmed to fight And leaving was the best thing for his broken heart But best ain't always right It's not what you got Or what you think you'll get It's what you've got left I put her on a plane, told her that, "I'll be here when you land" I watched her fly away and knew I'd never see her face again I understand it now I swear she almost said it with her eyes Our love was all too real But just because it's real don't make it right It's not what you got Or what you think you'll get It's what you've got left I read a lot of books about a man that no one's ever seen I talk to him at night, sometimes I wish he'd stop and talk to me And I'll never understand, though smarter people say one day I might But just because I think I'm wrong about him doesn't make me right It's not what you got Or what you think you'll get It's what you've got left