Bryan Wickham - Last Time You Go Alone

 Bryan Wickham - Last Time You Go Alone

 

The sky looks like wildfire
Morning light and the cold wind blows
Your plane leaves and I see it fly
From the hills of Northern Caroline 
All the miles I'll try to hide
In the picturesque of the morning sky
Hope it's the last time you go alone

That you go alone, oh
That you go alone, oh

Maybe you'll call again and 
Your voice will ring out well and clear
Seasons change but they come around in a year
Snow melts when the flowers come 
But you're miles away when you feel at home
Hope it's the last time you go alone

That you go alone, oh
That you go alone, oh
That you go alone, oh
The last time that you go alone