Everyone leaves

There are the birds flying south once winter dawns

There's the sky turning gray, come nightfall

There's the sun coming home to mountains in the West

And the light creeping away, away, away

There's the moon shying away behind roof shingles

There are the the stars smothered by city fog

And city lights that shine brighter

And then, there's you.

There's you with a ticket to life

There's you in a plane taking flight

There's you, just a speck in the sky

There was you. 

Then, you were gone.