If Only My Love © 1998 by Jeffrey Rodman

I'm leaving on a late flight, things are moving tonight, I'll be gone a bundle of days; Chicago and Wichita, Atlanta and Omaha, coach seats all of the way, And you'll drop me down at the airstrip, Turn home alone, that's a lonely trip, as I ride astride my silver cormorant to the East. Darling, we agreed my eight-to-five would get us by, and set us up for a while, And my little job, we agreed, in time, it could set us free, and we would be free to fly, But sometimes, when I'm working alone, or listening to your lonely voice on the phone, I miss you more than I can ever find words to say. If only, my love, I could be watching you watching me, If only, my love, I could touch your hair, If only, my love, I could spin around holding you, holding you, squeezing you, kissing you, teasing you, oh... Scotty's fixing warp drive, impulse works but warp five is needed to get out of a jam. And Marlin Perkins will soon, a wildebeest, to Kowloon, fly from a preserve in Iran, And I am shaved, showered, shining for a meeting at nine, I have product to sell and a reliable line, but I'll be easy to entertain when I come back home. Evening in a strange town, everybody's getting down, I just want to be home (with you). Drinking in a strange place, every head a strange face, if I could find a keyboard alone... but the drunks ruin their pianos, or the manager's gone, or I'm not in the Union, the stories go on -- I pay and I leave; it's silly, but I grieve, sometimes. If only, my love, I could be watching you watching me, If only, my love, I could touch your hair, If only, my love, I could spin around holding you, holding you, squeezing you, kissing you, teasing you, oh... Darling, my return flight is grounded and I might sleep in Atlanta once more. A Snickers and a Newsweek will bring me just a quick sleep here by the men's room door. But lighting my dreams, your flashing eyes, two thousand miles away, across the friendly skies, I want to be back at my little grass shack in San Francisco (here I come). If only, my love, I could be watching you watching me, If only, my love, I could touch your hair, If only, my love, I could spin around holding you, holding you, squeezing you, kissing you, teasing you, oh... If only, my love, If only, my love, If only, my love, I could be, be with you.